special purpose: one helps the body--he's called a physician;
another helps the soul--he's a parson; the other helps the
understanding--he's a lawyer. They are here partly on my account,
and partly on yours.'

The speaker then made a sign to the lawyer, who went out of the door.
He came back almost instantly, but not alone. Behind him, dressed up
in his best clothes, with a flower in his buttonhole and a
bridegroom's air, walked--Jim.



CHAPTER XII



Margery could hardly repress a scream. As for flushing and blushing,
she had turned hot and turned pale so many times already during the
evening, that there was really now nothing of that sort left for her
to do; and she remained in complexion much as before. O, the mockery
of it! That secret dream--that sweet word 'Baroness!'--which had
sustained her all the way along. Instead of a Baron there stood Jim,
white-waistcoated, demure, every hair in place, and, if she mistook
not, even a deedy spark in his eye.

Jim's surprising presence on the scene may be briefly accounted for.
His resolve to seek an explanation with the Baron at all risks had
proved unexpectedly easy: the interview had at once been granted,
and then, seeing the crisis at which matters stood, the Baron had
generously revealed to Jim the whole of his indebtedness to and