I've done nothing, man.

It would be a pretty thing for me to be feed by both parties.' Philip took up the money, and left the room.

In an instant he came back again, glanced furtively at Mr.Donkin's face, and then, once more having recourse to brushing his hat, he said, in a low voice-- 'You'll not be hard upon him, sir, I hope ?' 'I must do my duty,' replied Mr.Donkin, a little sternly, 'without any question of hardness.' Philip, discomfited, left the room; an instant of thought and Mr Donkin had jumped up, and hastening to the door he opened it and called after Philip.
'Hepburn--Hepburn--I say, he'll be taken to York as soon as may be to-morrow morning; if any one wants to see him before then, they'd better look sharp about it.' Philip went quickly along the streets towards Mr.Dawson's, pondering upon the meaning of all that he had heard, and what he had better do.

He had made his plans pretty clearly out by the time he arrived at Mr.Dawson's smart door in one of the new streets on the other side of the river.

A clerk as smart as the door answered Philip's hesitating knock, and replied to his inquiry as to whether Mr.Dawson was at home, in the negative, adding, after a moment's pause-- 'He'll be at home in less than an hour; he's only gone to make Mrs Dawson's will--Mrs.Dawson, of Collyton--she's not expected to get better.' Probably the clerk of an older-established attorney would not have given so many particulars as to the nature of his master's employment; but, as it happened it was of no consequence, the unnecessary information made no impression on Philip's mind; he thought the matter over and then said-- 'I'll be back in an hour, then.