Lippincott's Magazine, October 1885 by Various
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"Did they say it was the fault of the conductor that I fell off that car?" "Of the driver,--yes." "Well, then, ma'am, would you advise me to bring a case against them?" "You had better decide for yourself," said Mrs. Tarbell faintly. But then, remembering that it was her duty to advise, she added, "Yes, I think you ought to sue." "Then you'll take the case, Mrs. Tarbell, won't you, please?" said Mrs. Stiles, closing her eyes again, as if satisfied of the future. Mrs. Tarbell! There was a general movement of surprise as the lady lawyer's name was pronounced, and the doctor was so much taken aback that heh burst out laughing. "I'm sure I beg your pardon, Mrs. Tarbell," he cried. "I had no idea in the world--" "Ah," said Stethson, "I looked at the sign on the door coming in. I knew it was the lady lawyer. My, if my wife could see you, Mrs. Tarbell!" "And I never knew who I was talking to!" grumbled Mecutchen disgustedly. A quarter of an hour later, when Mr. Juddson returned to his office, Mrs. Tarbell was engaged in drawing up a paper which ran as follows: |
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