The Mysteries of London, Vol. IV — page 390: what you’re looking at

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THE MYSTERIES OF LONDON. 885 va ’ —— / A = [o— 2) Gomes EN MED . ws = ayy in Cay i = 1 = “Not yet!’ ejaculated Heatheote, fiercely, and | clerk was turning towarts the door, when My frowning in his own peculiar fashion at the samo | Green suddenly made his appearance. time. “Nor sent either?” ho added, interroga- “Ohtf you are come at last, sir—are you?” cried tively, the lawyer, glancing up at the clock. “A quarter ** No, sir,” responded the junior clork. | past five—and the office hours are from nino till “This is strange—very strange,” murmnred tho | siz. What tho deuce does this mean, sir?” lawyer. “He can’t be ili—poor devils like him can- | “Thad a little business to transact, sir,” answered not afford to be unwell. But if he were,—if ke did | tho head clerk, closing the door by which the junior happon to be so indisposed that he couldn’t shut his | functionary had just evaporated, eyes to tho fact,—he would have sent word. You ‘‘A little business!” repoated Mr. Heathcote, know where ho lives?” demanded Mr. Heath- | staring at the man in unfeigned amazement: for he cote, abruptly addressing himself to the young could not possibly conceive how Mr. Green should man. have any affairs of his own to attend to. “Yes, sir,” was the answer. ; Yes, sir-—a little business,” returned the head “Then go to his lodgings directly,” exclaimed the | clerk, who, though now feeling comparatively in- Jawyer, in an imperious tone; “and if you find him | dependent -f his master could not shake offan ob- at home, tell him that I am very augry indeed at | sequiousness of manner, which had become habitual his absence. Should he bo ill, you must desire him | to him. ‘Is it strange, sir, that for once in a way to get out of bed, take a cab, and come to me at | Ishould have taken the holiday which was certain once to give an account of his conduct. Two gui- | to be refused if solicited beforehand ?”’ neas a-week, indeed, to a fellow who takes it into “Have you been drinking, Mr. Green—or are his head to be ill !’- you mad—to talk to me in this style?” demanded And with this humane reflection Mr. IIcathcote | Heathcote, surveying his clerk with mero than was about to resumo his work, while tho young | usual attenticn., No 101% —Mysreries oF LONDON. ° CON (C DOO SS (SO)