"If you don't," said the solicitor very quietly, "I shall wash my hands of this matter. Already Hale and his heiress are waiting in the ante-chamber, and if your voice is recognised, they will not come in."
"Why not?"
"Because I believe that this is another of Hale's wicked schemes. Let me hear the whole invention he has made up, and then I can call upon you to substantiate the story."
"But I can't wait. I want to know who this girl is."
"Can't you guess?" demanded Jabez, leading him deftly to the door of the inner room where he wished him to wait.
"I can do more than guess, I know."
"Humph," muttered Jabez, "I thought so."
"You thought what?"
"Never mind. If you know rightly, you will be able to help me."
Charvington stamped. "I believe it's all lies. I want to see this girl."