"Oh, Russ!" cried Ruth, and she clasped his hand in delight.
"I—er—I—" stammered Mr. DeVere as he sank into a chair.
"Daddy, you won't have to pay!" exclaimed Alice, joyfully.
"How about that, Mr. Black?" asked Russ of the lawyer. "Do you think your client will go on with the street car suit?"
"Well, my dear young man, in view of what you have shown me, I—er—I think not. In fact I know not." The lawyer was beaten and he realized it.
"And about Mr. DeVere's note?" asked Russ.
The lawyer took out his pocketbook.
"Here is the note," he muttered. "You have beaten us. I presume if we drop both suits that you will not show these pictures in court?"
"It won't be necessary," said Russ. "If the suits are withdrawn the pictures will not be shown. But they will be kept—for future reference," he added significantly.
"I understand," spoke the lawyer. "You are a very clever young man."