"Certainly, my dear sir,--_friends_."
"Then save me from my friends!"
"Better say your enemies! I fear you have a great many."
"Save me from both! May I ask to what fortunate circumstance I am
indebted for the honor of this visit?" said Jaspar, sarcastically
mimicking the silky tones, of the attorney.
"I came to forward our mutual interest."
"Then, by ----, you can take yourself off! You and I will part company."
"Indeed, sir, this is ungenerous, after I have assisted you into your
present position, to treat me in this manner," replied the attorney,
smilingly shaking his head.
"I am _not_ indebted to you for my life, or my position! You have been
a traitor, sir!--a traitor! and, tear out my heart, but I will swing,
before I have anything further to do with you!" roared Jaspar, with
compound emphasis, as he rose from his chair, and advanced to the
brandy-bottle.
"Gently, Mr. Dumont, gently! Do not get into a passion! May I ask what
you mean by traitor? Have I not served you faithfully?" interrogated the
attorney, with a smile of assurance.
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