some interest seemingly, and
carefully put away. He then consigned the trinket-box to his strong
closet, went into the adjoining room, taking his clerk with him, and
then was at Mr. Warrington's service to take him to an hotel. An hotel
in Covent Garden was fixed upon as the best place for his residence.
"I shall have to keep you for two or three days, Mr. Warrington," the
lawyer said. "I don't think the papers which the Baroness wants can be
ready until then. Meanwhile, I am at your service to see the town. I
live out of it myself, and have a little box at Camberwell, where I
shall be proud to have the honour of entertaining Mr. Warrington; but a
young man, I suppose, will like his inn and his liberty best, sir?"

Harry said yes, he thought the inn would be best; and the postchaise,
and a clerk of Mr. Draper's inside, was despatched to the Bedford,
whither the two gentlemen agreed to walk on foot.

Mr. Draper and Mr. Warrington sat and talked for a while. The Drapers,
father and son, had been lawyers time out of mind to the Esmond family,
and the attorney related to the young gentleman numerous stories
regarding his ancestors of Castlewood. Of the present Earl Mr.
Draper was no longer the agent: his father and his lordship had had
differences, and his lordship's business had been taken elsewhere: but
the Baroness was still their honoured client, and very happy indeed was
Mr. Draper to think that her ladyship was so well disposed towards her
nephew.

As they were taking their hats to go out, a young clerk of the house
stopped his principal in the passage, and said: "If you please, sir,
them papers of the Baroness was given to her ladyship's man, Mr. Case,
two days ago."

"Just please to mind your own business, Mr. Brown," said the lawyer,
rather sharply. "This way, Mr. Warrington. Our Temple stairs are rather
dark. Allow me to show you the way."

Harry saw Mr. Draper darting a Parthian look of anger at Mr. Brown. "So
it was Case I saw on the London Road two days ago," he thought. "What
business brought the old fox to London?" Wherewith, not choosing to be
inquisitive about other folks' affairs, he dismissed the subject from
his mind.

Whither should they go first? First, Harry was for going to see the
place where his grandfather and Lord Castlewood had fought a duel
fifty-six years ago, in Leicester Field. Mr. Draper knew the place well,
and all about the story. They might take Covent Garden on their way to
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