professional services. To what motive may I attribute the honor
of your visit?"

By this time Mr. Rayburn had recovered himself.

"I have come here," he answered, "under circumstances which
require apology as well as explanation."

Mr. Zant's highly polished manner betrayed signs of alarm; his
suspicions pointed to a formidable conclusion--a conclusion that
shook him to the innermost recesses of the pocket in which he
kept his money.

"The numerous demands on me--" he began.

Mr. Rayburn smiled.

"Make your mind easy," he replied. "I don't want money. My object
is to speak with you on the subject of a lady who is a relation
of yours."

"My sister-in-law!" Mr. Zant exclaimed. "Pray take a seat."

Doubting if he had chosen a convenient time for his visit, Mr.
Rayburn hesitated.

"Am I likely to be in the way of persons who wish to consult
you?" he asked.

"Certainly not. My morning hours of attendance on my clients are