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describe to you the impatience of my friend. Here is a five-pound note
for current expenses; and here is the address.' And Michael began to
write, paused, tore up the paper, and put the pieces in his pocket. 'I
will dictate,' he said, 'my writing is so uncertain.'
Gideon took down the address, 'Count Tarnow, Kurnaul Villa, Hampton
Court.' Then he wrote something else on a sheet of paper. 'You said you
had not chosen a solicitor,' he said. 'For a case of this sort, here is
the best man in London.' And he handed the paper to Michael.
'God bless me!' ejaculated Michael, as he read his own address.
'O, I daresay you have seen his name connected with some rather painful
cases,' said Gideon. 'But he is himself a perfectly honest man, and his
capacity is recognized. And now, gentlemen, it only remains for me to
ask where I shall communicate with you.'
'The Langham, of course,' returned Michael. 'Till tonight.'
'Till tonight,' replied Gideon, smiling. 'I suppose I may knock you up
at a late hour?'
'Any hour, any hour,' cried the vanishing solicitor.
'Now there's a young fellow with a head upon his shoulders,' he said to
Pitman, as soon as they were in the street.
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