His hesitation was only temporary.
Ten minutes’ walk brought him to Nassau street. He ascended to the proper floor, opened the door of No. 1,503, and found himself in a lawyer’s office. A tall man of forty was seated at a desk.
Well,” he said, “what can I do for you, sir?”
The address was not very cordial, for Rudolph did not have the look of one likely to be a profitable client.
Are you Mr. Jacob Morris, attorney-at-law?”
“That is my name.”
“I am Rudolph Rugg.”
“Rudolph Rugg!” exclaimed the lawyer briskly, jumping from his chair. “You don’t say so. I am very glad to see you. Take a chair, please.”
Reassured by this reception, Rudolph took the seat indicated.
So you saw my advertisement?”