to be exhibited
all over the country and she proposes to use the family name."

"There is nothing to prevent her," said the lawyer dryly.

The banker jumped to his feet and exclaimed angrily:

"There must be! Good God, Brewster, surely you can obtain an injunction
restraining her from using the family name! You must do something. What
do you advise?"

"I advise patience," replied the judge calmly.

But Mr. Jeffries had no patience. He was a man who was not accustomed to
have his wishes thwarted. He did not understand why there should be the
slightest difficulty in carrying out his instructions.

"Any one can advise patience!" he exclaimed hotly, "but that's not doing
anything." Banging the desk angrily with his fist, he shouted: "I want
something done!"

Judge Brewster looked up at his client with surprise. The judge never
lost his temper. Even in the most acrimonious wrangles in the courtroom
he was always the suave, polished gentleman. There was a shade of
reproach in his tone as he replied:

"Come, come, don't lose your temper! I'll do what I can, but there is
nothing to be done in the way you suggest. The most I can do is to
remain loyal to you, although--to be quite candid--I confess it goes
against the grain to keep my hands off this case. As I told your wife,
there are certain features about it which interest me keenly. I feel
that you are wrong to----"

"No, Brewster!" interrupted Mr. Jeffries explosively. "I'm right! I'm
right! You know it, but you won't admit it."

The lawyer shrugged his shoulders and turned to his desk again.
Laconically, he said:

"Well, I won't argue the matter with you. You refuse to be advised by me
and----"

The banker looked up impatiently.

"What is your advice?"

The lawyer, without looking up from his papers, said quietly:

"You know what my feelings in the matter are."

"And you know what mine are!" exclaimed the banker hotly. "I refuse to
be engulfed in this wave of hysterical sympathy with criminals. I will
not be stamped with the same hall mark as the man who takes the life of
his fellow being--though the man be my own son. I will not set the seal
of approval on crime by defending it."

The lawyer bowed and said calmly:

"Then, sir, you must expect exactly what is happening. This girl,
whatever she may be, is devoted to your son. She is his wife. She'll go
to any extreme to help him--even to selling her name for money to pay
for his defense."

The bank