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Michael without a word reached forth, grasped Morris warmly by the hand,
and gave it so extreme a squeeze that the sullen householder fell back.
Profiting by this movement, the lawyer obtained a footing in the lobby
and marched into the dining-room, with Morris at his heels.
'Where's my Uncle Joseph?' demanded Michael, sitting down in the most
comfortable chair.
'He's not been very well lately,' replied Morris; 'he's staying at
Browndean; John is nursing him; and I am alone, as you see.'
Michael smiled to himself. 'I want to see him on particular business,'
he said.
'You can't expect to see my uncle when you won't let me see your
father,' returned Morris.
'Fiddlestick,' said Michael. 'My father is my father; but Joseph is just
as much my uncle as he's yours; and you have no right to sequestrate his
person.'
'
I do no such thing,' said Morris doggedly. 'He is not well, he is
dangerously ill and nobody can see him.'
'
I'll tell you what, then,' said Michael. 'I'll make a clean breast
of it. I have come down like the opossum, Morris; I have come to
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