That is--Is he here ?' 'Won't be for another hour.

Anything I could see about for you ?' Joseph moved in uncertainty, debating with himself.

Their eyes met again.
'Well, we might have a word or two about it,' he said.

'Better meet somewhere else, perhaps ?' 'Could you be at the top of Chancery Lane at six o'clock ?' With a look of mutual understanding, they parted.

Joseph went home, and explained that, to his surprise, he had found an old acquaintance at the lawyer's office, a man named Scawthorne, whom lie was going to see in private before having an interview with the lawyer himself.