Tearing off the page, he tossed
it to Sylvester.
"That's the name," he said.
CHAPTER XVIII
Two more hours passed before the lawyers and their client rose from
their seats about the long table. Even then the consultation was not at
an end. Sylvester and the Captain lunched together at the Central Club
and sat in the smoking room until after four, talking earnestly. When
they parted, the attorney was grave and troubled.
"All right, Captain Warren," he said; "I'll do it. And you may be right.
I certainly hope you are. But I must confess I don't look forward to my
task with pleasure. I think I've got the roughest end."
"It'll be rough, there's no doubt about that. Rough for all hands, I
guess. And I hope you understand, Mr. Sylvester, that there ain't many
men I'd trust to do what I ask you to. I appreciate your doin' it more'n
I can tell you. Be as--as gentle as you can, won't you?"
"I will. You can depend upon that."
"I do. And I sha'n't forget it. Good-by, till the next time."
They shook hands. Captain Elisha returned to the boarding house, where
he found a letter awaiting him. It was from Caroline, telling him of her
engagement to Malcolm Dunn. She wrote that, while not recognizing his
right to interfere in any way, she felt that perhaps he should know
of her action.
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