Nevertheless, no man regrets that he must take the
initiative, and he would be less than a man who would fear to do
so. When it came to this point in the affair, Marstern shrugged
his shoulders and thought, "I must take my chances like the rest."
But he wished to be sure that he had attained this point, and not
lay siege to one girl only to wish afterward it had been the
other.
His course that evening proved that he not only had a legal cast
of mind but also a judicial one. He invited both Miss Mitchell and
Miss Waldo to take a sleigh-ride with him the following evening,
fancying that when sandwiched between them in the cutter he could
impartially note his impressions. His unsuspecting clients
laughingly accepted, utterly unaware of the momentous character of
the trial scene before them.
As Marstern smoked a cigar before retiring that night, he admitted
to himself that it was rather a remarkable court that was about to
be held. He was the only advocate for the claims of each, and
finally he proposed to take a seat on the bench and judge between
them.
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