"What of Mrs. Challoner?"
"I'll take care of Mrs. Challoner," responded Thorne. "Just leave the
whole thing to me. I'll see that everything is done."
"I'll go with you before the Court at any time you please," said
Murgatroyd.
And that very day they did go before the Court. The Court opened its
eyes and heard what they had to say.
"Well, well!" exclaimed the Court.
A little while afterward Broderick and Thorne sat closeted. Every crisis
found them with their heads together.
"Broderick," said the lawyer, "this is going to hurt Cradlebaugh's more
than ever. The Challoner case has jumped from the frying pan into the
fire." His grip tightened on Broderick. "This thing has got to be hushed
up."
"If it's got to be, it can be," declared the politician.
"But there's the Court order?"