American fiction -- 19th century; California -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Short stories; Western stories
Mr. Hotchkiss was here seized by one of those impotent and inconsistent
rages which occasionally betray the habitually cautious and timid man.
He caught up the Colonel's stick, which was lying on the table. At the
same moment the Colonel, without any apparent effort, grasped it by
the handle. To Mr. Hotchkiss's astonishment, the stick separated in two
pieces, leaving the handle and about two feet of narrow glittering steel
in the Colonel's hand. The man recoiled, dropping the useless fragment.
The Colonel picked it up, fitted the shining blade in it, clicked the
spring, and then rising with a face of courtesy yet of unmistakably
genuine pain, and with even a slight tremor in his voice, said
gravely,--
“Mr. Hotchkiss, I owe you a thousand apologies, sir, that--er--a weapon
should be drawn by me--even through your own inadvertence--under the
sacred protection of my roof, and upon an unarmed man. I beg your
pardon, sir, and I even withdraw the expressions which provoked
that inadvertence. Nor does this apology prevent you from holding me
responsible--personally responsible--ELSEWHERE for an indiscretion
committed in behalf of a lady--my--er--client.”
“Your client? Do you mean you have taken her case? You, the counsel for
the Ditch Company?” asked Mr. Hotchkiss, in trembling indignation.
“Having won YOUR case, sir,” replied the Colonel coolly,
“the--er--usages of advocacy do not prevent me from espousing the cause
of the weak and unprotected.”
“We shall see, sir,” said Hotchkiss, grasping the handle of the door and
backing into the passage. “There are other lawyers who”--
“Permit me to see you out,” interrupted the Colonel, rising politely.
--“will be ready to resist the attacks of blackmail,” continued
Hotchkiss, retreating along the passage.
“And then you will be able to repeat your remarks to me IN THE STREET,”
continued the Colonel, bowing, as he persisted in following his visitor
to the door.
But here Mr. Hotchkiss quickly slammed it behind him, and hurried away.
The Colonel returned to his office, and sitting down, took a sheet of
letter-paper bearing the inscription “Starbottle and Stryker, Attorneys
and Counselors,” and wrote the following lines:--
HOOKER versus HOTCHKISS.
DEAR MADAM,--Having had a visit from the defendant in above, we should
be pleased to have an interview with you at two P. M. to-morrow.
Your obedient servants,
STARBOTTLE AND STRYKER.
This he sealed and dispatched by his trusted servant Jim, and then
devoted a few moments to reflection. It was the custom of the Colonel to
act first, and justify the action by reason afterwards.
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