"I'll go with you before the Court at any time you please," said Murgatroyd.
And that very day they did go before the Court. The Court opened its eyes and heard what they had to say.
"Well, well!" exclaimed the Court.
A little while afterward Broderick and Thorne sat closeted. Every crisis found them with their heads together.
"Broderick," said the lawyer, "this is going to hurt Cradlebaugh's more than ever. The Challoner case has jumped from the frying pan into the fire." His grip tightened on Broderick. "This thing has got to be hushed up."
"If it's got to be, it can be," declared the politician.
"But there's the Court order?"
Broderick grinned as he said:—
"There's men has got to file it—men that know how to file papers so blamed far in the pigeon-holes that even a newspaper man can't crawl in after 'em. They'll do just as I say."
"Somebody's bound to find it out."