at every moment questions were being asked by telegraph, by cable,
questions that involved the credit of individuals, of firms, of even the
country. And the one man who could answer them was risking untold sums
only that he might say a good word for an idle apprentice. Inside the
railed enclosure a lawyer was reading a typewritten speech. He assured
his honor that he must have more time to prepare his case. It was one
of immense importance. The name of a most respectable business house was
involved, and a sum of no less than nine hundred dollars. Nine hundred
dollars! The contrast struck Mr. Thorndike's sense of humor full in the
centre. Unknowingly, he laughed, and found himself as conspicuous as
though he had appeared suddenly in his night-clothes. The tipstaffs
beat upon the rail, the lawyer he had interrupted uttered an indignant
exclamation, Andrews came hurriedly toward him, and the young judge
slowly turned his head.

"Those persons," he said, "who cannot respect the dignity of this
court will leave it." As he spoke, with his eyes fixed on those of Mr.
Thorndike, the latter saw that the young judge had suddenly recognized
him. But the fact of his identity did not cause the frown to relax or
the rebuke to halt unuttered. In even, icy tones the judge continued:
"And it is well they should remember that the law is no respecter of
persons and that the dignity of this court will be enforced, no matter
who the offender may happen to be."

Andrews slipped into the chair beside Mr. Thorndike, and grinned
sympathetically.

"Sorry!" he whispered. "Should have warned you. We won't be long now,"
he added encouragingly. "As soon as this fellow finishes his argument,
the judge'll take up the sentences. Your man seems to have other