"
"But your lawyer, Mary--what's his name?--will be here first:
we'll talk the thing over with him, and take his advice. I feel
better, and shall go to sleep again."
All night long Mary sat by him and watched. Not a step, so far as
she knew, came near the door; certainly not a hand was laid upon
the lock. Mr. Redmain slept soundly, and in the morning was
beyond a doubt better.
But Mary could not think of leaving him until Mr. Brett came. At
Mr. Redmain's request she rang the bell. Mewks made his
appearance, with the face of a ghost. His master told him to
bring his breakfast.
"And see, Mewks," he added, in a tone of gentleness that
terrified the man, so unaccustomed was he to such from the mouth
of his master--"see that there is enough for Miss Marston as
well. She has had nothing all night. Don't let my lady have any
trouble with it.--Stop," he cried, as Mewks was going, "I won't
have you touch it either; I am fastidious this morning. Tell the
young woman they call Jemima to come here to Miss Marston."
Mewks slunk away. Jemima came, and Mr. Redmain ordered her to get
breakfast for himself and Mary. It was done speedily, and Mary
remained in the sick-chamber until the lawyer arrived.
CHAPTER LV.
DISAPPEARANCE.
"I am afraid I must ask you to leave us now, Miss Marston," said
Mr. Brett, seated with pen, ink, and paper, to receive his new
client's instructions.
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