“A solicitor, sir, of great practice and experience.”
“In whom you have confidence, Fagan?”
“The most implicit confidence.”
“And who could be useful to us in this affair?”
“Of the very greatest utility, sir,—not alone from his legal knowledge, but from his consummate acquaintance with the world and its modes of thinking.”
“Can you send for him? Can you get him here without exciting suspicion?” said my father; for already had terror seized hold on him, and even before he knew it was he entangled in the toils.
“I can have him here within an hour, sir, and without any risk whatever; for he is my own law adviser, and in constant intercourse with me.”
Fagan now persuaded my father to lie down and try to obtain some sleep, promising to awake him the moment that Crowther arrived.