The Experiences of a Barrister, and Confessions of an Attorney by Samuel Warren
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years Mr. Simpkins' managing clerk; but ambition, and the increasing
requirements of a considerable number of young Ferrets, determined him on commencing business on his own account; and about six months previous to the period of which I am now writing, a brass door-plate in Cursitor Street, Chancery Lane, informed the public that Samuel Ferret, Esq., Attorney-at-Law, might be consulted within. Mr. Samuel Ferret was fortunately at home; and after a very brief interval, made his appearance, entering with a short professional bow to me, and a very profound one to the lady, in whom his quick gray eye seemed intuitively to espy a client. As soon as he was seated, I handed him Sir Jasper's letter. He perused it carefully three times, examined the seal attentively, and handed it back with--"An excellent letter as far as it goes, and very much to the point. You intend, I suppose, that I should undertake this little affair?" "Yes, if, after hearing the lady's case, you feel disposed to venture upon it." Mr. Samuel Ferret's note-book was out in an instant; and the lady, uninterrupted by a syllable from him, re-told her story. "Good, very good, as far as it goes," remarked undismayed Samuel Ferret when she concluded; "only it can scarcely be said to go very far. Moral presumption, which, in our courts unfortunately, isn't worth a groat. Never mind. _Magna est veritas_, and so on. When, madam, did you say Sir Harry--Mr. Grainger--first began to urge emigration?" "Between two and three years ago." |
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