One might foresee a good deal--even in the knowing side-glance of the servant, whom he startled with his name, "Mr.Halifax." "Mr.Brithwood's busy, sir--better come to-morrow," suggested the man--evidently knowing enough upon his master's affairs.
"I am sorry to trouble him--but I must see Mr.Brithwood to-day." And John determinedly followed the man into the grand empty dining-room, where, on crimson velvet chairs, we sat and contemplated the great stag's head with its branching horns, the silver flagons and tankards, and the throstles hopping outside across the rainy lawn: at our full leisure, too, for the space of fifteen minutes.
"This will not do," said John--quietly enough, though this time it was with a less steady hand that he pulled the bell.
"Did you tell your master I was here ?" "Yes, sir." And the grin with which the footman came in somehow slid away from his mouth's corners.
"How soon may I have the honour of seeing him ?" "He says, sir, you must send up your business by me." John paused, evidently subduing something within him--something unworthy of Ursula's lover--of Ursula's husband that was to be.
"Tell your master my business is solely with himself, and I must request to see him.

It is important, say, or I would not thus intrude upon his time." "Very well, sir." Ere long, the man brought word that Mr.Brithwood would be at liberty, for five minutes only, in the justice-room.

We were led out, crossing the court-yard once more--where, just riding out, I saw two ladies, one of whom kissed her hand gaily to John Halifax--to the magistrate's office.

There, safely separated from his own noble mansion, Mr.
Brithwood administered justice.

In the outer room a stout young fellow--a poacher, probably--sat heavily ironed, sullen and fierce; and by the door a girl with a child in her arms, and--God pity her!--no ring on her finger, stood crying; another ill-looking fellow, maudlin drunk, with a constable by him, called out to us as we passed for "a drop o' beer." These were the people whom Richard Brithwood, Esquire, magistrate for the county of -- --, had to judge and punish, according to his own sense of equity and his knowledge of his country's law.
He sat behind his office-table, thoroughly magisterial, dictating so energetically to his clerk behind him, that we had both entered, and John had crossed the room, before he saw us, or seemed to see.
"Mr.Brithwood." "Oh--Mr.Halifax.