He instantly left the room, with the door a trifle ajar, and listening intently, heard his master say that Mr.
Brett must come again the next morning; that he felt better, and would think over the suggestions he had made; and that he must leave the memoranda within his reach, on the table by his bedside.

Ere the lawyer issued, Mewks was on his way with all this to his tempter.
Sepia concluded there had been some difference of opinion between Mr.
Redmain and his adviser, and hoped that nothing had been finally settled.

Was there any way to prevent the lawyer from seeing him again?
Could she by any means get a peep at the memoranda mentioned?
She dared not suggest the thing to Hesper or Lady Malice--of all people they were those in relation to whom she feared their possible contents--and she dared not show herself in Mr.Redmain's room.

Was Mewks to be trusted to the point of such danger as grew in her thought?
The day wore on.

Toward evening he had a dreadful attack.