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Peter, as he returned from his midday meal, met
the lawyer on the stairs.
"Ah, Mr. Stirling. Good-morning," said the man, whose name was Dummer.
"I've just left your office, finding it closed."
"Come in," said Peter.
The lawyer glanced around the plain room, and a quiet look of
satisfaction came over his face. The two sat down.
"About those cases, Mr. Stirling?"
"Well?"
"For reasons you can easily understand, we don't wish them to come to
trial."
"Well?"
"And we take it for granted that your clients will be quite willing to
settle them."
"We will talk about that, after the criminal trial is over"
"Why not now?"
"Because we hope to make Coldman speak the truth in the trial, and thus
be able to reach Bohlmann."
"You're wasting your time."
"Not if there's the smallest chance of sending the brewer to prison."
"There isn't. Coldman will stick to what he said if the thing is ever
tried, which it won't be."
Peter eyed Dummer without changing a muscle.


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