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id: 25985
title: Bardell v. Pickwick
author: Dickens, Charles
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  Mrs. Bardell was almost justified in supposing that Mr. Pickwick was offering his hand when he was merely speaking of engaging a ''I don''t know this hand,'' said Mr. Pickwick, opening the letter. these cases, you know, Mr. Pickwick--nothing like caution, sir, in ''Mr. Pickwick was anxious to call upon you, Serjeant Snubbin,'' said my dear Sir, always find for the Plaintiff." "Bless my heart," said Mr. Pickwick, looking very blank, "What do they do that for!" On reaching the Court, Perker said, "put Mr. Pickwick''s friends in the ''Mrs. Bardell,'' said Mr. Pickwick at last, as that amiable female ''Mrs. Bardell,'' said Mr. Pickwick, at the expiration of a few ''La, Mr. Pickwick,'' said Mrs. Bardell, colouring up to the very ''La, Mr. Pickwick,'' said Mrs. Bardell; the crimson rising to her ''Oh, Mr. Pickwick,'' said Mrs. Bardell, trembling with agitation, ''Perhaps you will take Mr. Pickwick away,'' said the Serjeant,


id: 30910
title: The Queen Against Owen
author: Upward, Allen
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  Mr. Prescott looked up as his clerk entered, and heard these words. ''In this case the prisoner, Eleanor Margaret Owen, is charged with the (''Now we''re coming to something like evidence,'' remarked Mr. Prescott, ''The witness Rebecca then remembered that Miss Lewis had not answered Thus said the clerk at Mr. Tressamer''s chambers as soon as he saw Mr. Prescott. ''And now,'' said Tressamer, assuming a more lawyer-like tone, ''tell me ''He pleads guilty, my lord,'' he said, thinking that the judge wished ''Gentlemen of the jury, the prisoner at the bar stands indicted for ''Look here, Mr. Pollard,'' Lewis said, as they fought their way into ''Yes, I know that is the law, Mr. Tressamer,'' said the judge, ''Gentlemen,'' he said, ''my learned friend has practically charged Mr. Lewis with this murder. among the jury went over at once, and even the friends of the prisoner


id: 23534
title: ...Or Your Money Back
author: Garrett, Randall
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  "That''s good, counselor," said Howley. Instead of telling you what Jason Howley _said_ he was going to do, I''ll "Two thousand limit, sir," the croupier said, when it looked as though the table when the croupier said, "Thirteen, Black, Odd, and Low" for "Well, I knew you was working on that Howley case, and I thought this The ball fell into Thirteen, Black, Odd, and Low. A huge grin spread over Thursby''s face, but he was man enough not to "I wonder how the thing works?" said Thursby, looking at the gadget in a "You''d better be able to prove that it _does_ work, Thursby," I said, "Let''s try another number," Thursby said. Thursby said: "Oh, if the Court please, I should like to remind counsel "Call your next witness," said the judge, looking at me. I turned Howley over to Thursby. "I wonder, myself, sometimes," Howley said.


id: 20451
author: Train, Arthur Cheney
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  ESQUIRE, ONE-TIME PRACTITIONER IN THE NEW YORK CRIMINAL COURTS, He gets half a dozen twentythousand-dollar fees every year, and all he has is strictly oldfashioned probate and real-estate practice and a little of this time in slipping around to Gottlieb''s office and borrowing a work Gottlieb settled the case of the boy for twelve hundred dollars, there was no better criminal lawyer than Gottlieb in the city, and chance of getting as good a lawyer as Gottlieb to defend him for criminal lawyer by no means devotes his time to defending mere his new client, at the same time making an appointment at our office "Fifteen thousand dollars," answered Gottlieb, adding, after a the day set Gottlieb called me into his office and said: She used to come and wait for Gottlieb or me to pay over her money, old clients, and the police and court officers who had drawn pay

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  The Confessions of Artemas Quibble Being the Ingenuous and Unvarnished History of Artemas Quibble, Esquire, One-Time Practitioner in the New York Criminal Courts, Together with an Account of the Divers Wiles, Tricks, Sophistries, Technicalities, and Sundry Artifices of Himself and Others of the Fraternity, Commonly Yclept "Shysters" or "Shyster Lawyers"


id: 1023
title: Bleak House
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "My Lady''s cause has been again before the Chancellor, has it, Mr. Tulkinghorn?" says Sir Leicester, giving him his hand. As Ada was a little frightened, I said, to humour the poor old lady, him, "For he is a little--you know--M!" said the old lady with great "I cannot admit the air freely," said the little old lady--the room Richard and Ada, and Miss Jellyby, and the little old lady had gone We were going on in this way, when one morning at breakfast Mr. Jarndyce received a letter, and looking at the superscription, said, The tail of Mr. Snagsby''s eye becomes conscious of the head of Mrs. Snagsby looking in at the shop-door to know what he means by "I should like to walk a little," says my Lady, still looking out of "I should like a little variety," said Richard; "I mean a good range "Do they look like that sort of thing?" said Ada, coming laughingly


id: 6943
title: The Heart of Mid-Lothian, Volume 2
author: Scott, Walter
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  "My sister shall come out in the face of the sun," said Jeanie; "I will weel, Jeanie lass, wilfu'' woman will hae her way--Reuben Butler! "I had a message frae my father to Mr. Butler," said Jeanie with "I hope there is nae bad company on the road, sir?" said Jeanie. "I hope sae, madam," said Jeanie, surprised at the question "my father "O sir," said Jeanie, "did the Scripture never come into your mind, "A coach is not for the like of me, sir," said Jeanie, to whom the idea "I was gaun to see the Duke of Argyle, forby Mrs. Glass," said Jeanie; "No, sir," said Jeanie; "a friend brought me in ane o'' their street "I wad hae putten on a cap, sir," said Jeanie, "but your honour kens it "That will be my cousin Jeanie Deans, Mr. Archibald," said Mrs. Glass,


id: 6942
title: The Heart of Mid-Lothian, Volume 1
author: Scott, Walter
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  "If ye speak about the law," said Mrs. Howden, "here comes Mr. Saddletree, that can settle it as weel as ony on the bench." "I ken naething we wad hae gotten by the wight Wallace," said Mrs. Saddletree, "unless, as I hae heard the auld folk tell, they fought in "I think," said Butler, after a good deal of hesitation, "I have seen the "Because ye ken very weel he comes to see our father," said Jeanie, in "Think," he said, "young man," laying his hand kindly upon the "Weel, neighbour," said Saddletree, "I thought it wad hae comforted ye to "''So I cannot see Effie Deans, then," said Butler; "and you are "Look ye, Mr. Butler," said he, "you are a young man, and bear an "It is not man I fear," said Jeanie, looking upward; "the God, whose name "Weel, sir," said Mr. Sharpitlaw to Butler, "what think ye now?"


id: 12535
title: Witness for the Defence
author: Mason, A. E. W. (Alfred Edward Woodley)
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  "Yes," answered Thresk, taking his eyes slowly from her face. "Some day you will live there again," said Thresk, and Stella''s lips "Yes, things can, but people won''t," answered Thresk, and Mrs. Carruthers "Yes; and that Ballantyne is a remarkable man," said Thresk. Over his shoulder Thresk saw Stella Ballantyne staring at Ballantyne looked away from the wall to Thresk, his eyes incredulous. Mrs. Repton came to Stella Ballantyne''s door and was careful not to stop. "I know that," said Thresk, and his voice was grateful and his face "And this is my son Richard," said Mr. Hazlewood; and Dick came forward "Yes, a man called Thresk," said Pettifer, and again he was silent. "The very man," said Thresk, and Dick held out his hand to him gravely. "Thank you," said Stella, and she faced Henry Thresk, looking him "I''ll tell you what I meant," said Thresk, and Stella with her eyes


id: 10440
title: Tutt and Mr. Tutt
author: Train, Arthur Cheney
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  "Have you set Bonnie Doon looking up witnesses?" asked Mr. Tutt. Mr. Tutt looked significantly at the row of faces in the jury box. "You may proceed, Mr. Tutt," said the judge after the roll of the jury Mr. Tutt received five thousand dollars down, five more if Mock Hen was "Look here," expostulated District Attorney Peckham in his office to Mr. Tutt a month later. word Mrs. Tutt performed her wifely functions in a purely matter-of-fact "When a man feels like that he better go to a doctor," declared Mr. Tutt. Tutt found it necessary for his new client to come to the office almost Standing there by the window Mrs. Allison looked as innocently beautiful as the day Tutt had first beheld "Andrew is a dog," said Tutt, "who bit one Tunnygate, and now the Grand Mrs. Appleboy didn''t understand why Tutt should want a rotten jury, but


id: 11987
title: By Advice of Counsel
author: Train, Arthur Cheney
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  his mother and Hogan remembered that there was any such case, except Mr. Asche, who one afternoon appeared unexpectedly in the offices of Tutt & "I just want you to look at these papers, Mr. Tutt," Mr. Asche said, and "My young friend," he interrupted, "when Ephraim Tutt says a thing man And at first to the surprise and later to the dismay of Mr. Pepperill, old man Tutt asked not one of them a single question about "I should like to be heard on the question," said Mr. Tutt quickly. "Well, my little man," said Mr. Tutt, "do you work here?" "But I thought the law embodied our ideas of honor!" replied Tutt. "The fact of the matter is," concluded Mr. Tutt, "that honor and law Eddie Conroy heard Miss Beekman telling old man Tutt over in the Tombs "By the way," said Tutt, "speaking of this sort of thing, I see that


id: 32221
title: The Case and Exceptions: Stories of Counsel and Clients
author: Hill, Frederick Trevor
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  years, but neither my partner nor I knew its terms, for the old man had "Surely--surely," replied the old man, "but I want to give you time to The old man''s face was purple with rage and his hands trembled as they "Think I''ll stay and hear the arguments.--Old man Harter''s in fine form, "Good God!" he muttered to himself, "if it makes a man look like that to Clancy looked at the paper in my hand and then cast a knowing glance in Charles Blagden, Esq. Martin slipped into a rear seat and watched the youthful face of the man Williams studied the papers in his hand and answered without looking up. "Mr. Fenton," he said at last, "I don''t like these cases, and when a man the Judge and Sargent turned to see a woman entering the Court Room with I glanced towards the door, and saw a man standing with his hand on the


id: 34171
title: Toppleton''s Client; Or, A Spirit in Exile
author: Bangs, John Kendrick
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  To the agent''s credit be it said that when Hopkins Toppleton came along "But I heard you laugh," said Toppleton, eyeing the agent, his anger now "You are a bright spirit," said Hopkins with a forced laugh. "I wish," said Toppleton, experiencing a slight return of his awed "Never mind," said Hopkins, the colour returning to his cheeks, "I feel "I should like to have been on hand to hear you," said Hopkins with a "I should think it likely," said Toppleton. "Well," Toppleton said, "I''ll find out all about it and let you know, My daughter, Lady Alice Chatford, Mr. Toppleton," said Barncastle. "My friend Toppleton, my dear," said Barncastle, "has paid me the "Ah, Toppleton!" said Barncastle, "let us not waste words. "Well, of course," said Toppleton, "you know more about it than I do, "There are two reasons, Toppleton," said Barncastle, fixing his eye with


id: 51420
title: License to Steal
author: Newman, Louis
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  Skrrgck, a native of Sknnbt (Altair IV), where theft is honorable, purporting to be a license to steal, and Skrrgck, relying on said on Sknnbt enabled him to steal a large building in Chicago, known as The Skrrgck case was by no means concluded by the decision of the Skrrgck offered to pay over the money he had received for the building Nor was Skrrgck able to arrange the return to Terra of the occupants of Boötes_, the Galactic Tribunal held that Terra had no right to Could the creditors require Skrrgck to exert such personal efforts to anomaly of having Terrans, in a Terran court, ask that Skrrgck, for carried to the Galactic Tribunal, for in the original case of _Skrrgck Skrrgck was able to steal the Altairian Crown Jewels, and the Altairian Skrrgck''s creditors on Terra were overjoyed. His creditors satisfied, Skrrgck returned to Sknnbt, dragging with


id: 58802
title: Community Property
author: Coppel, Alfred
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  correspondent in divorce cases that couldn''t be settled by Collusion "Good morning, Thais," I said. want to say I didn''t feel like spending good protein on the sort of But the combination of Lyra singing for Pancho and the way Thais was divorce case tried under our laws." a number of ''people'' to be involved in one divorce case. "It is not, I assure you," Clare said running a four-fingered hand over "Of course." Now it began to sound like most of my other cases and I If Thais looked like that, I thought sadly, I wouldn''t "Jean," I said, "this case is important to me. "Jean," I said with feeling, "you''ll never regret this." "The Prof," Honest Pancho said softly, "is a specialist in Venerian "May I present Clare, Vivian, Gail, Evelyn and little Jean. "Yes," Pancho said. "By all means," Gleda said, still eyeing me. thought they were dancing," Thais said sadly.


id: 57631
title: The Power-House
author: Buchan, John
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  "Charles Pitt-Heron," said Tommy, "is blowing up for a most I asked what kind of mess, and Tommy said he didn''t know. But the thing stuck in my mind, and I called again that week on Mrs. Pitt-Heron. Jenkinson said he was a rich old buffer who locked up his things in Pitt-Heron; Lumley was obviously a friend of Pavia, and he might be Pavia knew Pitt-Heron; so probably did Lumley. I reflected a great deal about the Pitt-Heron business the first day know an old friend of mine, Charles Pitt-Heron." Lumley knew that I was a friend of Pitt-Heron, and that I "I want you to tell me another thing," I said. "Do you know, Mr. Routh," I said, "I believe I have met your brother. "A brilliant young man," said Lumley. "I want you," I said, "to tell me about Routh--you know the fellow I "I owe you a good deal, old man," I said.


id: 60467
title: A Question of Identity
author: Riley, Frank
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  Every pair of eyes in the hushed courtroom watched Jake Emspak walk How many times had he sat here just like this, Jake wondered. can''t see Jake Emspak taking a case without a fee! "I guess it''ll have to be my last case, too, Jake," he said quietly. Next morning, Jake was rested and ready to meet the challenge of Tony Tony looked uncertainly toward Jake, and when the old lawyer didn''t friends like Jake Emspak, called him Johnno. Jake was glad to have Judge Hayward on this case. Jake Emspak''s first defense witness was a youthful looking man of about "Could we assume, then, that the blood of a man known as Tony Corfino _the_ Tony Corfino--the same man--whose broken body was brought into witness--a man who goes by the name of Tony Corfino...." Jake moved around so that Tony would be "Tony," directed Jake, "think about this question before you answer


id: 60981
title: The Useless Bugbreeders
author: Stamers, James
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  "Not the Flammables again, Mr. Jones?" the fat Commissioner asked "Mr. Lood," intoned the bald Commissioner, "to stay on your present "Ah," said the thin and fat Commissioners together. Let''s see how my clients handle housing, Your Honors. "While Mr. Lood gets this started, Your Honors," I said, hoping the line, Mr. Jones?" the bald Commissioner asked quietly. "Mass colony action of bacteria," said Lood wisely. "Ah, Mr. Jones," they said grimly, dusting each other off. "Well," said the thin Commissioner, "he did say it was revolutionary." walls, patios and houses, the three Commissioners turned on me. "Mr. Lood," snarled the fat Commissioner. "All bugs gone," said Lood sadly. "Just one moment, Mr. Jones," said the bald Commissioner drily. The thin Commissioner paused and looked at my client. "Oh, yus," said Lood. "Oh, no," said Lood. "You realize, I suppose, Mr. Jones," said the bald Commissioner beside "No old men," said Lood.


id: 61865
title: The Master of Man: The Story of a Sin
author: Caine, Hall, Sir
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  "Sakes alive, girl, what have thou been doing now?" said Mrs. Collister, as soon as the train had gone on. "Leave him alone," said Janet--it would all come right some day. While Fenella was talking to Gell, Stowell had time to look at her. A day or two later Stowell was in his father''s room, when he came "Beautiful!" said the Governor, and then he looked from Stowell to "Alick," said Stowell, putting his arm through Gell''s. "Bessie is a good girl, father," said Alick. "Victor," said Gell, taking Stowell''s hand, "will you do one thing "Come in, woman--lave the man to God," said Will. "Aisy, man, aisy with the like," said the old woman. "Dan Collister," said the old woman, "don''t thou see the girl is ill?" "Ah, is it you?" said Gell, looking up at the sound of Stowell''s "Fenella," he said, "do you happen to know if Stowell has a


