"It's pretty hard to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the
truth, without making indiscreet admissions about one's friends, isn't it?"
he asked, with his genial smile.
"Did I make any indiscreet admissions?"
"I don't say you did, though you didn't look as if you were enjoying
yourself. I picked up an impression that you had your back to the wall;
seemed to me the jury rather sized it up that way, Mott."
"We'll know what the jury thinks in a few days."
"Shall we?" the other laughed aloud. "Now, I'm wondering whether we shall
know what they really think."
"If you mean that the jury has been tampered with it is your duty to place
your evidence before the court, Mr. Ridgway."
"When I hear the verdict I'll tell you what I think about the jury,"
returned the president of the Ore-producing Company, with easy impudence as
he passed into the elevator.
At the second floor Waring left it and turned toward the ladies' parlor. It
had seemed to him that Aline had looked very tired and frail at the morning
session, and he wanted to see Virginia about arranging to have them take a
long drive into the country that afternoon.
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