“New York, Aug. 12, 1884.
“Dear Sir:—In view of the extraordinary occurrence of yesterday morning, I presume it is needless for me to say that your further services as my attorney can be dispensed with. Please have the goodness to transfer my brother’s will and all other papers in your keeping, in reference to the case of my late sister-in-law, to Edwin Offenbach, Esq., attorney, No.—Broadway. I don’t know if you expect me to pay you any more money; but if you do, please send memorandum to above address, and oblige,
“Respectfully Yours,
“B. Peixada.
“A. Ripley, Esq., attorney, etc.”
“He wants you to transfer his papers to another lawyer and render your bill, that’s all,” said Hetzel.
“Oh, is that all?” Arthur rejoined. “Well, then, let me have his note.”
Arthur put Peixada’s note into his pocket. The trio relapsed into their former silence.
Again by and by the door-bell rang. Again all three started. Again Hetzel went to the door.
Arthur leaned forward, and strained his ears. He heard Hetzel take down the chain; he heard the door creak open; he heard a boy’s voice, rough and lusty, say, “No answer. Here, sign—will you?” And then he sank back in his chair.