I was shown into the library to wait too.
Mr.Bruff looked surprised to see me.

He is the family solicitor, and we had met more than once, on previous occasions, under Lady Verinder's roof.

A man, I grieve to say, grown old and grizzled in the service of the world.

A man who, in his hours of business, was the chosen prophet of Law and Mammon; and who, in his hours of leisure, was equally capable of reading a novel and of tearing up a tract.
"Have you come to stay here, Miss Clack ?" he asked, with a look at my carpet-bag.
To reveal the contents of my precious bag to such a person as this would have been simply to invite an outburst of profanity.

I lowered myself to his own level, and mentioned my business in the house.
"My aunt has informed me that she is about to sign her Will," I answered.