"That seems rather severe, Baptiste."
"Why so?"
"Well, you see, I understand that the old man kinda—er, gave you the worst of it, but you ought to forget some things. Look at it from a broad viewpoint. See how expensive it is going to be, and all that."
"I considered all that before I went into it, Glavis," replied Baptiste calmly.
"Well, now, Baptiste, I want to stop this thing before it goes to court. If you had of kinda flattered the old man a little in the beginning as I did, all would have been well."
"Why should I have done so when I didn't feel to?"
"Oh, Baptiste, you are so severe!"
"When a man has suffered as I have, it is time to be severe, my friend. For your own benefit, I will say that I do not trust your father-in-law. I do not love him and never have. If it wasn't because I wish to observe and subserve to the law of the land, I would have killed him long ago. Even when I think of it now, my bitterness is so great at times that I must repel the inclination to strike him down for the coward he is. So if that's all, we will call the meeting to an end," so saying he arose, strode toward the bar and ordered drinks for both. He drank his with a gulp when served, and turned and left the saloon.
Glavis proceeded to his lawyer, and advised him of his inability to dissuade the plaintiff.
"Couldn't dissuade him, eh?"