The sum was large,
some two thousand dollars--Grymes had not a dollar. He paused a
moment, then said, "Come to me to-morrow. I have a case of Milliadon's
for trial to-morrow; he is greatly interested in it. When it is
called, I will give you the wink, then arrest me." In obedience to
directions, the sheriff came, the case was called, and Grymes
arrested. Milliadon was in court, his hopes were in Grymes, and when
he was informed that Grymes was in custody of the sheriff, he groaned
aloud.
"Oh! Mr. Grymes, vat am I to do?"
"Why, you must employ other counsel," said Grymes.
"_Mon dieu!_ but I have pay you for attend this case, and I want you.
You know about it, and it must be try now."
"Yes," continued the imperturbable Grymes, "you have paid me, I know,
and I know it would be dangerous to trust it to other counsel, but it
is your only hope. I have no money, and here is a _ca. sa._, and I am
on my way to jail."
"Oh! _mon dieu! mon dieu!_ vat is de amount of de _ca. sa._?"
"Two thousand dollars," said the sheriff.
"Two thousand dollars!" repeated Milliadon.
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