card, and sent it into the house
by the driver. After waiting some minutes, a lad appeared and touched
his hat. Geoffrey spoke to him, out of the window, in an under-tone. The
lad took his place on the box by the driver. The cab turned back, and
took the road to the hotel near the Great Northern Railway.
Arrived at the place, Geoffrey posted the lad close at the door of the
cab, and pointed to Anne, still reclining with closed eyes; still, as it
seemed, too weary to lift her head, too faint to notice any thing that
happened. "If she attempts to get out, stop her, and send for me." With
those parting directions he entered the hotel, and asked for Mr. Moy.
Mr. Moy was in the house; he had just returned from Portland Place. He
rose, and bowed coldly, when Geoffrey was shown into his sitting-room.
"What is your business with me?" he asked.
"I've had a notion come into my head," said Geoffrey. "And I want to
speak to you about it directly."
"I must request you to consult some one else. Consider me, if you
please, as having withdrawn from all further connection with your
affairs."
Geoffrey looked at him in stolid surprise.
"Do you mean to say you're going to leave me in the lurch?" he asked.
"I mean to say that I will take no fresh step in any business of yours,"
answered Mr. Moy, firmly. "As to the future, I have ceased to be your
legal adviser. As to the past, I shall carefully complete the formal
duties toward you which remain to be done. Mrs. Inchbare and Bishopriggs
are coming here by appointment, at six this evening, to receive the
money due to them before they go back. I shall return to Scotland myself
by the night mail. The persons referred to, in the matter of the promise
of marriage, by Sir Patrick, are all in Scotland. I will take their
evidence as to the handwriting, and as to the question of residence in
the North--and I will send it to you in written form. That done, I shall
have done all. I decline to advise you in any future step which you
propose to take."
After reflecting for a moment, Geoffrey put a last question.
"You said Bishopriggs and the woman would be here at six this evening."
"Yes."
"Where are they to be found before that?"
Mr. Moy wrote a few words on a slip of paper, and handed it to Geoffrey.
"At their lodgings," he said. "There is the address."
Geoffrey took the address, and left the room. Lawyer and client parted
without a word on either side.
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