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Chapter XVI |
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"Is Judge Corbet at home? Can I see him?" she asked of the footman, who at length answered the door. He looked at her curiously, and a little familiarly, before he replied, "Why, yes! He's pretty sure to be at home at this time of day; but whether he'll see you is quite another thing." "Would you be so good as to ask him? It is on very particular business." "Can you give me a card? your name, perhaps, will do, if you have not a card. I say, Simmons" (to a lady's-maid crossing the hall), "is the judge up yet?" "Oh, yes! he's in his dressing-room this half-hour. My lady is coming down directly. It is just breakfast-time." "Can't you put it off and come again, a little later?" said he, turning once more to Ellinor--white Ellinor! trembling Ellinor! "No! please let me come in. I will wait. I am sure Judge Corbet will see me, if you will tell him I am here. Miss Wilkins. He will know the name." "Well, then; will you wait here till I have got breakfast in?" said the man, letting her into the hall, and pointing to the bench there, he took her, from her dress, to be a lady's-maid or governess, or at most a tradesman's daughter; and, besides, he was behindhand with all his preparations. She came in and sat down. "You will tell him I am here," she said faintly. "Oh, yes, never fear: I'll send up word, though I don't believe he'll come to you before breakfast." He told a page, who ran upstairs, and, knocking at the judge's door, said that a Miss Jenkins wanted to speak to him. |
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