CHAPTER XVI.
AN ALTERED WILL.
Mr.Bitterworth was bound to the house of the lawyer, Mr.Matiss, who lived and had his office in the new part of Deerham, down by Dr.West's.
People wondered that he managed to make a living in so small a place; but he evidently did make one.

Most of the gentry in the vicinity employed him for trifling things, and he held one or two good agencies.
He kept no clerk.

He was at home when Mr.Bitterworth entered, writing at a desk in his small office, which had maps hung round it.

A quick-speaking man, with dark hair and a good-natured face.
"Are you busy, Matiss ?" began Mr.Bitterworth, when he entered; and the lawyer looked at him through the railings of his desk.
"Not particularly, Mr.Bitterworth.Do you want me ?" "Mr.Verner wants you.

He has sent me to bring you to him without delay.
You have heard that there's a change in him ?" "Oh, yes, I have heard it," replied the lawyer.