Detective and mystery stories; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Missing persons -- Fiction
'Well,' he said hesitatingly, 'it is not easy, at a moment's notice, to
point out a suitable solicitor; there are many, of course, very desirable
gentlemen, but I feel it, my dear Sir, a very serious responsibility
naming one for so peculiar a matter. But you shall not, in the meantime,
go to the wall for want of advice. Rely upon it, we'll do the best we can
for you,' he continued, in a patronising way, with his chin raised, and
extending his hand kindly to shake that of the parson. 'Yes, I certainly
will--you must have advice. Can you give me two hours to-morrow
evening--say to tea--if you will do me the honour. My friend, Captain
Lake, dines at Brandon to-morrow. He's staying here with me, you are
aware, on a visit; but we shall be quite by ourselves, say at seven
o'clock. Bring all your papers, and I'll get at the root of the business,
and see, if possible, in each particular case, what line is best to be
adopted.'
'How can I thank you, my dear Sir,' cried gentle William Wylder, his
countenance actually beaming with delight and gratitude--a brighter look
than it had worn for many weeks.
'Oh, don't--_pray_ don't mention it. I assure you, it is a happiness to
me to be of any little use; and, really, I don't see how you could
possibly hold your own among the parties who are pressing you without
professional advice.'
'I feel,' said the poor vicar, and his eyes filled as he smiled, and his
lip quivered a little--'I feel as if my prayer for direction and
deliverance were answered at last. Oh! my dear Sir, I have suffered a
great deal; but something assures me I am rescued, and shall have a quiet
mind once more--I am now in safe and able hands.' And he shook the safe
and able, and rather large, hands of the amiable attorney in both his.
'You make too much of it, my dear Sir. I should at any time be most happy
to advise you,' said Mr. Larkin, with a lofty and pleased benevolence,
'and with great pleasure, _provisionally_, until we can hit upon a
satisfactory solicitor with a little more time at his disposal, I
undertake the management of your case.'
'Thank Heaven!' again said the vicar, who had not let go his hands. 'And
it is so delightful to have for my guide a Christian man, who, even were
I so disposed, would not lend himself to an unworthy or questionable
defence; and although at this moment it is not in my power to reward your
invaluable assistance----'
'Now really, my dear Sir, I must insist--no more of this, I beseech you.
I do most earnestly insist that you promise me you will never mention the
matter of professional remuneration more, until, at least, I press it,
which, rely upon it, will not be for a good while.'
The attorney's smile plainly said, that his 'good while' meant in fact
'never.'
'This is, indeed, unimaginable kindness. How _have_ I deserved so
wonderful a blessing!'
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