essity for his giving
instructions respecting his will."

"I will tell him Mr. Newton is away," said Katherine, courteously;
"and--would you mind sitting down here? I am quite distressed not to
have any better place to offer you, but I cannot help it."

"It is of no consequence," returned the young lawyer, struck by her
sweet tones and simple good-breeding, yet looking round him at the worn
oil-cloth and shabby stair-carpeting with manifest amazement.

"Mr. Newton is out of town, and does not return till late this evening,"
said Katherine, returning to the irate old man. "This gentleman says he
is the head of the firm, and will do your bidding in Mr. Newton's
stead."

"Tell him he shall do nothing of the kind," returned Mr. Liddell, in a
weak, hoarse, impatient voice. "I saw him once, and I know him; he is an
ignorant, addle-pated jackanapes. He shall not muddle my affairs; send
him away; I can wait for Newton. I don't suppose I am going to die
to-night."

And Katherine, blushing "celestial rosy red," hied back to the smart
young man, who was reposing himself on the only seat the entrance
boasted, and conjecturing that if this fine, fair, soft-spoken girl was
to be the old miser's heir, she would be almost deserving of his own
matrimonial intentions.

"My uncle begs me to apologize to you, Mr. Stephens, but he is so much
accustomed to Mr. Newton, and in such a nervous state, that he would
prefer waiting till that gentleman can come."

"Oh, very well; only I wish I had known before--I came up here at some
inconvenience; and also wish Mr. Liddell could be persuaded that delays
are dangerous."

"The delay is not for very long. I am sorry you had this fruitless
trouble. Mr. Liddell is very weak."

"I am sure if anything could restore him, it would be the care of such a
nurse as you must be," with a bow and a grin.

"Thank you; good-morning," said Katherine, with such an air of decided
dismissal that the young senior partner at once departed.

Mr. Liddell fretted and fumed for an hour or two before he had exhausted
himself sufficiently to sit still and listen to Katherine's reading; and
after he had apparently sunk into a doze, he suddenly started up and
exclaimed: "That idiot, young Stephens, will never think of sending to
his house. Write--write to Newton's private residence."

"I think Mr. Stephens will, uncle. He seemed anxious to meet your
wishes."

"Don't be a fool--do as I bid you! Get the paper and p