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He felt, as he sneaked into the house, that the die was cast. The other

intended to do it then. And that meant--'Oh, Lord,' he muttered, wiping

his brow, 'I shall never dare! If he is there himself, I shall never

dare!' As he crawled upstairs he went hot one moment and shivered the

next; and did not know whether he was glad or sorry that the chance

would be his to take.

Fortunately, on reaching the first floor he remembered that Lady

Dunborough had requested him to convey her compliments to Dr. Addington,

with an inquiry how Lord Chatham did. The tutor felt that a commonplace

interview of this kind would settle his nerves; and having learned the

position of Dr. Addington's apartments, he found his way down the snug

passage of which we know and knocked at the door. A voice, disagreeably

raised, was speaking on the other side of the door, but paused at the

sound of his knock. Some one said 'Come in,' and he entered.

He found Dr. Addington standing on the hearth, stiff as a poker, and

swelling with dignity. Facing him stood Mr. Fishwick. The attorney,

flustered and excited, cast a look at Mr. Thomasson as if his entrance

were an added grievance; but that done, went on with his complaint.

'I tell you, sir,' he said, 'I do not understand this. His lordship was

able to travel yesterday, and last evening he was well enough to see Sir

George Soane.' 'He did not see him,' the physician answered stiffly. There is no class

which extends less indulgence to another than the higher grade of

professional men to the lower grade. While to Sir George Mr. Fishwick

was an odd little man, comic, and not altogether inestimable, to Dr.

Addington he was an anathema.

'I said only, sir, that he was well enough to see him,' the lawyer

retorted querulously. 'Be that as it may, his lordship was not seriously

ill yesterday. To-day I have business of the utmost importance with him,

and am willing to wait upon him at any hour. Nevertheless you tell me

that I cannot see him to-day, nor to-morrow--' 'Nor in all probability the next day,' the doctor answered grimly.

Mr. Fishwick's voice rose almost to a shriek. 'Nor the next day?' he

cried.

'No, nor the next day, so far as I can judge.' 'But I must see him! I tell you, sir, I must see him,' the lawyer

ejaculated. 'I have the most important business with him!' 'The most important?' 'The most important!' 'My dear sir,' Dr. Addington said, raising his hand and clearly near the

end of his patience, 'my answer is that you shall see him--when he is

well enough to be seen, and chooses to see you, and not before! For

myself, whether you see him now or never see him, is no business of

mine. But it is my business to be sure that his lordship does not risk

a life which is of inestimable value to his country.' 'But--but yesterday he was well enough to travel!' murmured the lawyer,

somewhat awed. 'I--I do not like this!' The doctor looked at the door.