"Umph!" grunted Ned, "if these are my thanks, I may as well keep my kindness to myself; but know you, my kid, that Lawyer Brandon is here, peering through the crowd, at this very moment, in order to catch a glimpse of that woman's face of thine."
"Ha!" answered Clifford in a very quick tone, "begone then! I will meet you without the rooms immediately."
Clifford now turned to his partner, and bowing very low, in reality to hide his face from those sharp eyes which had once seen it in the Court of Justice Burnflat, said, "I trust, Madam, I shall have the honour to meet you again;—is it, if I may be allowed to ask, with your celebrated uncle that you are staying, or—"
"With my father," answered Lucy, concluding the sentence Clifford had left unfinished; "but my uncle has been with us, though I fear he leaves us to-morrow."
Clifford's eyes sparkled; he made no answer, but, bowing again, receded into the crowd, and
