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Rh yer neighborhood," he remarked to Richard, shooting forth a jealous look.

"You are correct," replied Richard, pleasantly.

"What might yer business be?" he demanded further, nervously turning his hat.

"Down here, or my professional employment?" asked Richard, waking up.

"What do ye do fer a livin?"

"Oh! I see. I'm a lawyer," Dick replied, glibly.

"A lawyer, eh? An' I take it as yer not a married man, else ye wouldn't be payin' attentions to this 'ere orphan girl."

"You don't understand," Maggie interrupted, startled. "Dido was in trouble and Mr. Treadwell found her and brought her here."

"Martin should mind his own business," exclaimed Dido, indignantly. "If this was my house I would show him the door.