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Excerpt:
Within a week, young Cathy Dunstan had ten ladies of the Save Maples League doing picket duty on the sidewalk before City Hall. The Maples Blade, as well as the Maples Torrent, sent a reported and a photographer to the scene and duly reported the event in its Sunday issue. At the same time, Gail had a crew of other young women going from door to door in the northern sector of the Hooker district to invite dissident residents to sign a petition of protest against the Council's summary and illegal rezoning of the area. Through Cathy's father, Gail made contact with the law firm of Carmody, Peabody, and Fulston. The senior partner of the firm received her with paternal gallantry in a paneled office, and he listened and chuckled and nodded and sighed as she outlined the case against the Council's action. Presently he pressed a button. Enter Peabody. "Peabody," Mr. Carmody said, "we'll have a court order, if you don't mind, halting development and sales north of the river. I fancy Leo. Sorry he grew up. Always kept my shoes well shined. Hated to send him to law school. World's full of lawyers, but there are very few good bootblacks. Will you do this, Peabody?"
Mr. Peabody bowed with the stiffness of seventy to eighty, but left rather spryly.
"Promising attorney, Peabody," Mr. Carmody commented. "Very good at this sort of thing. A mite impulsive at times, but he'll settle down."
Excerpt:
Within a week, young Cathy Dunstan had ten ladies of the Save Maples League doing picket duty on the sidewalk before City Hall. The Maples Blade, as well as the Maples Torrent, sent a reported and a photographer to the scene and duly reported the event in its Sunday issue. At the same time, Gail had a crew of other young women going from door to door in the northern sector of the Hooker district to invite dissident residents to sign a petition of protest against the Council's summary and illegal rezoning of the area. Through Cathy's father, Gail made contact with the law firm of Carmody, Peabody, and Fulston. The senior partner of the firm received her with paternal gallantry in a paneled office, and he listened and chuckled and nodded and sighed as she outlined the case against the Council's action. Presently he pressed a button. Enter Peabody. "Peabody," Mr. Carmody said, "we'll have a court order, if you don't mind, halting development and sales north of the river. I fancy Leo. Sorry he grew up. Always kept my shoes well shined. Hated to send him to law school. World's full of lawyers, but there are very few good bootblacks. Will you do this, Peabody?"
Mr. Peabody bowed with the stiffness of seventy to eighty, but left rather spryly.
"Promising attorney, Peabody," Mr. Carmody commented. "Very good at this sort of thing. A mite impulsive at times, but he'll settle down."