And Warner never appeared in court in his life." "What d'ye keep Warner for, then ?" "Oh, he does the conveyancing.

He's a good conveyancer, but he isn't any pleader and doesn't pretend to be.

And it's too late to transfer the case; nobody could get to the bottom of it as we have in the time.

So it falls on me." "Caesar, his ghost! How d'ye feel about it, Lorne?
I'd be scared green.
Y'don't TALK nervous.

Now I bet you get there with both feet." "I hope to get there," the young lawyer answered; and as he spoke a concentration came into his face which drove the elation and everything else that was boyish out of it.