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The name on it was "Mr. Tytherleigh," and beneath, in the left-hand corner, "Messrs. Travers, Enwright, and Travers, Solicitors, Lincoln's Inn Fields." Who was Mr. Tytherleigh? And what had she, a poor friendless girl, to do with a firm of lawyers?
On the next day, after returning from Regent Street, she was called down to see Mr. Tytherleigh once more. "Miss Affleck," he said, advancing with a smile to meet her, "I am very glad to be able to tell you that our inquiries have satisfied us that you are the daughter of the Margaret Affleck we advertised for.
"For the last few hours I have scarcely known what was happening to me, and I feel a little bewildered at being left alone with this cheque-book and money. And then, whose money is it, Mr. Tytherleigh you can tell me that, I suppose?" "Why, I should say your own, Miss Eden, else you could hardly have it to spend." "But how is it mine?
And while the words came like a cry of anguish from her lips, she turned away, and with hands clasped before her, took a few uncertain steps across the room, then sinking on to the sofa, burst into a great passion of tears and sobs. Mr. Tytherleigh went to the window and stared at the limited view at the back; after a while he came to her side.
If I can assist you in moving to Quebec Street, for instance " "Oh no, thank you; all my luggage will go easily on a cab. Are you in a hurry to leave, Mr. Tytherleigh?" "Oh no, Miss Eden, my time is at your disposal"; and he sat down again to await her commands. "I should so like to ask you something," she said.
Tytherleigh intends calling on you to-morrow at one o'clock, and I think that he has already informed your employer that it will not be convenient for you to attend again at Regent Street. Good-bye for a time, dear sister, and try, try to think as kindly as you can of Your affectionate brother,
I forgot to ask my brother today to explain some things in a letter I had from him last night. He wishes me to be guided by Mr. Travers, and says that what I receive does not come from him, but from my father." "Quite right," said the other with confidence. "But, Mr. Tytherleigh, you told me some days ago that no money was left to my mother or to anyone belonging to her."
Tytherleigh was already at her lodgings, and seeing her arrive, he hurried out to ask her not to alight. Mr. Travers, he said, wished her to move into better apartments; he had a short list in his pocket, and offered to go with her to choose a place.
"What is it that I could not forgive? You should not say that before you put me to the test." "Good heavens, Fan, do you wish me to do that? Well, perhaps that would be best. I said that I was sick of deceit, and I ought to have the courage of my opinions. Do you know that when Mr. Tytherleigh called to see you, my lawyers had only just learnt the secret I had discovered several days before?"
But to hear you talk of your unforgiving temper gives me a strange sensation a desire to laugh and cry all at the same time." He looked at his watch. "I don't wish to drive you away, Fan, but poor Mr. Tytherleigh will be at his wits' end if he misses you." "What is he going to see me about, Arthur?" "I don't know at all. You are in Mr. Travers' hands."
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