Further to assist my plans I rented a tiny office not far from Madison Square for the sum of two dollars per week and furnished it with a table, two chairs, and an inkpot.

The door bore the inscription: OFFICE OF ARTEMAS QUIBBLE, ESQ.
COUNSELLOR The reader will observe that not being authorized as yet to practice as an attorney I was scrupulous not to hold myself out as one.
"Counsellor" might mean anything.

Certainly I had the right to give counsel to such as desired it.

Here I might be found at and after half-past one of every day, having already done five hours' work at the office of Haight & Foster.

I still had enough funds to carry me for some three weeks and so felt no immediate anxiety as to the future, but I realized that I must lose no time in getting out my tentacles if I were to drag in any business.