"That, Mr Trump, is just the question we are going to try, and I flatter myself our case is very good; you have got to prove that she was insane, and it seems incomprehensible to me how you are going to do it against the evidence we have--that of her governess and people who had seen her before the marriage--indeed we will have her own evidence in the witness-box. I don't see how, Mr Trump, you will be able to prove a conspiracy after that. Besides, we will produce her medical attendant and guardian, as you term him, Doctor Jolly." "Ah! that was sharp practice subpoenaing him! I give you great credit for that stroke, Mr Markworth; but allow me to say we are not arguing the case now." "And I don't see how I can come into any compromise so late in the day, Mr Trump! We have the whole thing as clear as a pikestaff, and you won't have a leg to stand upon when it is brought into court." "Humph! we'll see," ejaculated the senior partner, and "we will see," followed Mr Sequence, parrot-like, after him. "But I did not make any allusion to such a thing as a compromise, Mr Markworth," continued Mr Trump. "Then what have you brought me here for? I will wish you good morning," he said, rising, and taking up his hat to go, angrily. "Stay! Don't be so hasty; pray don't be so hasty, Mr Markworth; you may be certain that I would not have asked you to call unless I had something important to communicate," said Mr Trump, soothingly. "Then, why don't you get to it at once, instead of beating about the bush," he answered, still only half appeased, and resuming his seat in the dentist-like chair. "I am just coming to the point, my dear sir, just coming to that; but, you see, we must speak of things in a professional way." "Certainly, in a professional way," said Mr Sequence, nodding his head sagaciously, as if in confirmation of Mr Trump's remark; while Markworth twirled his hat impatiently between his fingers, and wondered what "those two rogues were after now!" "By the terms of the will of the late Roger Hartshorne, deceased," resumed Mr Trump, unctiously, "without exactly phrasing it in legal language, Mr Markworth, you will see that, putting the question of Susan Hartshorne's sanity or insanity, as I said before, entirely out of the argument--and that remains to be proved"--he said, significantly, "if she married you without her mother's consent before she was twenty-one years of age, she forfeited all right and claim to the bequest mentioned in her father's will."