“Ah, Mr. Stirling. Good-morning,” said the man, whose name was Dummer. “I’ve just left your office, finding it closed.”
“Come in,” said Peter.
The lawyer glanced around the plain room, and a quiet look of satisfaction came over his face. The two sat down.
“About those cases, Mr. Stirling?”
“Well?”
“For reasons you can easily understand, we don’t wish them to come to trial.”
“Well?”
“And we take it for granted that your clients will be quite willing to settle them.”
“We will talk about that, after the criminal trial is over”
“Why not now?”