further accusation that Boks silence proved his guilt. Bok now took the case to Mr. Beecher, and asked his advice.
Well, Edward, you are right and you are wrong, said Mr. Beecher. And so is Storrs, of course. It is beneath him to do what he has done. Storrs and I are not good friends, as you know, and so I cannot go to him and ask him the reason of his disclaimer. Otherwise I would. Of course, he may have forgotten his remarks: that is always possible in a busy mans life. He may not have received the letter enclosing them. That is likewise possible. But I have a feeling that Storrs has some reason for wishing to repudiate his views on this subject just at this time. What it is I do not, of course, know, but his vehemence makes me think so. I think I should let him have his rein. Keep you quiet. It may damage you a little here and there, but in the end it wont harm you. In the main point, you are right. You are not a forger. The sentiments are his and he uttered them, and he should stand by them. He threatens to bring you into court, I see from to-days paper. Wait until he does so.
Bok, chancing to meet Doctor Talmage, told him Mr. Beechers advice, and he endorsed it. Remember, boy, said Doctor Talmage, silence is never so golden as when you are under fire. I know, for I have been there, as you know, more than once. Keep quiet; and always believe this: that there is a great deal of common sense abroad in the world, and a man is always safe in trusting it to do him justice.
They were not pleasant and easy days for Bok, for