"To-morrow, I say."
"That is the question. As soon as possible," repeated Nigel.
"If your father doesn't bring his lawyer forward, I shall bring mine forward—that's all."
"It would be a serious step in his present state. Not that I see what you and your lawyer could do without Fulvia's consent—short of going to law."
"Stuff and nonsense! Going to law! I merely wish to know how things stand. There's nobody else to see that the girl has her rights."
"Except—!"
"Eh! What? Yourself! Yes, yes, to be sure—if you'll assume the responsibility. But I'll not have the question shirked."
"It shall not be."
"Well, if you say so!" in a mollified tone. "I've no faith in your father's business capacities; but yours are different. Yes; I trust you," pointedly. "Who are your father's lawyers just now? He has been given to changing."
"Brown & Berridge, I believe. He has not much to do with lawyers."