Indeed, I am sure you would respect our poor friend's wishes, even if they were to take a form unpleasing to yourself, which is far from likely.

But still it may be as well for Mr.
Whitelaw and myself to be alone.

In cases of this kind the patient is apt to be nervous, and the business is done more expeditiously if there is no third party present.

So, my dear Mr.Carley, if you have _no_ objection----" "Steph," said the bailiff abruptly, "do _you_ want me out of the room?
Say the word, if you do." The patient writhed, hesitated, and then replied with some confusion,-- "If it's all the same to you, William Carley, I think I'd sooner be alone with Mr.Pivott." And here the polite attorney, having opened the door with his own hands, bowed the bailiff out; and, to his extreme mortification, William Carley found himself on the outside of his son-in-law's room, before he had time to make any farther remonstrance.
He went downstairs, and paced the wainscoted parlour in a very savage frame of mind.
"There's some kind of devil's work hatching up there," he muttered to himself.

"Why should he want me out of the room?
He wouldn't, if he was going to leave all his money to Ellen, as he ought to leave it.