He wrote me a letter I found here saying that in my absence he'd taken the liberty of entering an appearance for me, along with you, in the case.

I told him I'd attend to my own lawsuits, and that he could just scratch his appearance off the docket." The presumption of her lawyer seemed to obscure all other issues for the moment.

Morton Bassett was annoyed to be kept waiting for an explanation that was clearly due him as her co-defendant; he controlled his irritation with difficulty.

Her imprudence in having approached his enemy filled him with forebodings; there was no telling what compromises she might have negotiated with Edward G.Thatcher.
"I suppose you shamed him out of it ?" he suggested.
"Shamed him?
I _scared_ him out of it! He owns a lot of property in this town that's rented for unlawful purposes, and I told him I'd prosecute him; that, and a few other things.

He offered to buy me out at a good price, but he didn't get very far with that.