Out of his small sharp eyes ignorance and cunning peered, and the mass of beard that hid the greater part of his face could not hide the hard line of his mouth.
"I jest dropped up," he explained, after he had acknowledged the attorney's cheerful greeting with a gruff "mornin'," "I jest dropped up, sort of friendly-like, thinkin' you might have nothin' to do, an' might like to sit an' chin a while.

You don't charge nothin' for sittin' an' chinnin' do ye ?" Toole said he did not.
"I didn't figger you did," said the Colonel.

"If I'd thought you did I wouldn't have dropped up, for I ain't got no money to spend on lawyers.
I'd sooner throw money away than spend it at law.

But I figgered you was young at the law yet, and didn't have much to do at it, and I sort of run across a case I thought might amuse you, like, when you ain't got nothin' to do.

Folks don't seem to have much faith in young lawyers, and you can't blame 'em; old ones don't know much.