6/13 Papers were piled upon the merchant's desk, but he regarded them not. A boy stood near as if waiting for orders, but Witherspoon took no heed of him. He sat in a reverie, and as Henry entered he started as if rudely aroused from sleep. "Sit down." "No, I must get over to the office. What do you think of the verdict ?" "If the law's satisfied I am," Witherspoon answered. |