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me he was not at home hisself, and he ought to know best." "Tell him I won't detain him long," returned I, "but that I am come on business of importance." "'Tain't of no manner of use, young gentleman," was the reply; "he told me he wasn't at home, and he said it uncommon cross too, as if he meant it, and if I was to go to him twenty times he'd only say the same thing." "What's your name, my good friend?" inquired I. "Peter Barnett, at your service, sir," was the answer. "Well, then, Peter, we must contrive to understand one another a little better. You have known your young mistress from a child, and have a sincere regard for her--is it not so?" "What, Miss Clara, God bless her!--why, I love her as if she was my own flesh and blood; I should be a brute if I didn't, poor lamb." "Well, then, when I tell you that her happiness is very nearly connected with the object of my visit--when I say, that it is to prevent her from being obliged to do something of which she has the greatest abhorrence that I am anxious to meet Mr. Vernor--I am sure you will contrive that I shall see him." As I concluded, the old man, muttering to himself, "That's it, is it?" began to examine me from top to toe with a critical glance, as if I had been some animal he was about to purchase; and when he reached my face, gazed at me long and fixedly, as though striving to read my character. Apparently the result of his scrutiny was favourable, for after again saying in a low tone, "Well, I likes the looks of him," he added, "This way, young gentleman--you shall see him if that's what you want--it ain't a hanging matter, after all". As he spoke, he threw open the door of the library, saying, "Gentleman says his business is wery partikler, so I thought you'd better see him yourself". Mr. Vernor, who was seated at a table writing, rose on my entrance, bowed stiffly to me, and, casting a withering glance on Peter Barnett, signed to him to shut the door. As soon as that worthy had obeyed the command, he ~298~~ resumed his seat, and, addressing me with the same frigid politeness which he had shown on the occasion of my first visit to him, said, "I am somewhat occupied this morning, and must therefore be excused for inquiring at once what very particular business Mr. Fairlegh can have with me". His tone and manner, as he spoke, were such as to render me fully aware of the pleasant nature of the task before me; namely, to make the most disagreeabl
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