"
John turned and looked at the speaker.
"In all matters?" he asked, slowly.
"Yes sir, in all."
"And they refuse to see me?"
"It would--er--seem so. . . . Is there anything further, Kendrick? If
not then this affair between your--er--client and mine would appear to
be a matter of skill for you and me to contest. We'll see who wins."
John still looked at him.
"So that's it then," he said, after a moment. "You and I are to
determine which is the better lawyer?"
"So it would seem. Though, considering my record and experience, I don't
know that--"
"That such a test is necessary? I don't know that it is, either. But
we'll have it."
He walked from the room and they heard him ascending the stairs. Captain
Obed swore aloud. Heman Daniels laughed.
CHAPTER XI
The next morning the captain was an early caller. Breakfast at the
High Cliff House was scarcely over when he knocked at the kitchen door.
Imogene opened the door.
"Mr. Kendrick ain't here," she said, in answer to the caller's question.
"He's gone."
"Gone? So early? Where's he gone; down to his office?"
"I don't know. He's gone, that's all I do know. He didn't stop for any
breakfast either."
"Humph! That's funny. Where's Mrs. Thankful?"
"She's up in Miss Emily's room. Miss Emily didn't come down to breakfast
neither. I'll tell Mrs. Barnes you're here."
When Thankful came she looked grave enough.
"I'm awful glad to see you, Cap'n," she said. "I've been wantin' to talk
to some sane person; the one I've been talkin' to ain't sane, not now.
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