"What is your business with the lady?" asked the doctor, to whom the
idea of a new enemy of Emily had already presented itself.
"That, sir, I can best disclose to the lady in person," squeaked the
street-lawyer, with a low bow.
"This way then," and the doctor led him to the library, into which he
soon after conducted Emily.
"Miss Dumont?" said De Guy, rising and making a profound obeisance as
she entered. "My name is De Guy."
Emily bowed slightly, but made no reply.
"May I beg that our interview may be private?" said the attorney,
glancing at Dr. Vaudelier.
"This gentleman is my friend and confidant; it is not necessary that he
should retire," replied Emily, as Dr. Vaudelier was moving towards the
door.
"Very well, madam; though I think, from the nature of my business, you
would wish it to be confidential."
"Perhaps I had better withdraw," suggested the physician.
"By no means, my dear sir; if this gentleman's visit relates to business
matters, I must beg the favor of your counsel."
"As you please, Miss Dumont; I come charged with a message from your
uncle, my respected client, Mr.
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