"Then, will you come to the lawyer? My dear friend, will you come and see the gentleman?" urges Grandfather Smallweed, pulling out a lean old silver watch with hands like the leg of a skeleton. "I told him it was probable I might call upon him between ten and eleven this forenoon, and it's now half after ten. Will you come and see the gentleman, Mr. George?"

"Then, will you come to the lawyer?" urges Grandfather Smallweed, pulling out a lean old silver watch. "I told him I might call upon him this morning. Will you come and see him, Mr. George?"
