Peter had expected Mr. Percy to be an older man, he was after all a lawyer. Mr. Percy was only about the age of Mr. Seay however, fifty at the oldest. Whereas Mr. Seay had the muscles expected of a man who spent his days lifting kegs, it was clear that the heaviest thing that Mr. Percy lifted was a soup ladle. Peter found his eyes constantly wandering to watch the man’s double chin wobble. Still, Peter was determined to make a good impression, so he stepped forward, hand out.
“Mr. Percy? My name is Peter Wells,” said Peter. Mr. Percy however was clearly not in the mood to greet him, and ignored the outstretched hand until Peter lowered it. Instead Peter found himself the recipiant of a glare with more hostility than any look he had ever received, even from Charles.
“How much have you been paid, Mr. Wells, to offer marriage to Ms. Seay?” demanded the lawyer. Peter recoiled from the man, shocked by the accusation from a complete stranger.
“Sir?” asked Peter, trying not to take instant offense, and finding it difficult.
“By Mr. Hendley. Your interference is a masterful destruction of our case against Charles Hendley.”
“Only if the jury is willing to believe what has been written in the papers,” said Charity, glaring back at Mr. Percy.
“It is well known that Mr. Wells here has been in the employment of Mr. Hendley for some time.”
“And dismissed from his service after the attention I received from the papers,” said Peter, his voice cool.
“A fine act,” said Mr. Percy, his voice dismissive.
“I trust Peter entirely,” said Charity, her voice firm.
“The foolish sentimentality of a woman,” said Mr. Percy, waving his hand. Peter felt his hand ball in a fist but then he felt Charity’s hand reach for it, and he relaxed his muscles so he could hold her hand.
“If I cooperate entirely with your case against Charles Hendley, what harm can I do?” asked Peter.
“All the harm in the world,” said Mr. Percy, laughing harshly, something that caused his second chin to jiggle wildly. “Even if I am to assume that you mean us no harm on Mr. Hendley’s behalf, you still cause the destruction of our case. The nature of the case against Charles Hendley is breech of promise. That is when a woman sues a man for promising that he will marry her.”
“I do not see how I stand in the way of that,” said Peter.
“The reason it is such a serious crime, Mr. Wells, is because a woman is unlikely to find a worthy man who is willing to marry her after being engaged once. If you are the worthy man that you claim, then she has no need for the monetary reimbursement to support herself.”
“You mean that you think that Charles Hendley will be able to escape for free after what he did to me?” asked Charity, tightly gripping Peter’s hand.
“I cannot imagine your breech of promise case being well accepted after the attention that you have received in the papers, even without this man standing by your side. People are likely to be suspicious. I will naturally continue to represent you so long as you decide to continue, I have been paid, but it is my duty to tell you the chances that you face.”
“It does not seem right that Charles should escape,” said Peter, his voice angry. “Nor is it right however, that he should stand in the way of Charity and I getting married.” Charity let go of his hand and looked at him.
“I think I would like my family, and your sisters, to be here after all,” said Charity, walking towards the door. “You wait here, while I go and call them.” She was only gone for a moment, but being left alone with the lawyer, who clearly still thought he was an enemy agent, made it seem like a long time indeed. Charity marched back into the room, their relatives in tow, like a general marching into battle however. Though she was less pale than when he had first met her, Peter recognized the facial expression as the one that she had had when they first met. This was Charity marshaling her resources for a battle.
“I thought you should all be here to hear this,” Charity announced, once they were all in the room, “I mean to drop my charges of broken promise against Charles Hendley. Mr. Percy has advised me that there is little chance of my winning the case, and I am willing to trust in his legal expertise.”