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The bewilderment of Judge Gaylor was complete and, without question, genuine. "I don't know what you mean," he said. "My informant tells me," continued the reporter, "that Mr. Hallowell has embraced if that's what you call it spiritualism." Gaylor started forward. "What!" he roared. Unmoved, the other regarded the Judge keenly.
With even less of consideration than he had shown to Judge Gaylor, Winthrop turned upon Rainey. "How's your patient?" he asked shortly. Rainey was sufficiently influenced by the liquor he had taken to dare to resent Winthrop's peremptory tone. His own in reply was designedly offensive. "My patient?" he inquired. "Mr. Hallowell," snapped Winthrop, "he's sick, isn't he?"
"You help me!" he commanded of Gaylor. "Put your arm under him." Mr. Hallowell, protesting feebly and leaning heavily upon the two men, stumbled into the bedroom, and the door was shut behind him. For a moment the girl and the man stood in silence, and then, as though suddenly conscious of her presence, Winthrop turned and smiled. The girl did not answer his smile.
Such obligations had been part of the inevitable disagreeableness of daily existence for the wife of Paolo di Sereno; but going to Mrs. Gaylor was the first false note in the music of this free, new world. Angela consoled herself by thinking of Lucky Star Ranch. She would like to see Nick Hilliard's home. "Simeon, she's here," said Carmen, in a low voice, to the old squirrel poisoner.
A private detective would do the trick; and Nick had the name of one pigeon-holed in his brain: Max Wisler, a shrewd fellow, once employed with success by "old Grizzly Gaylor" when there had been a leakage of money and vanishing of cattle on the ranch.
"The important thing now is that Miss Vera understands the message Mr. Hallowell is to receive from his sister." The two other men nodded quickly in assent. Gaylor turned to Vera. He spoke slowly, earnestly. "Miss Vera," he said, "Mr. Hallowell's present will leaves his fortune to his niece. He has made another will, which he has not signed, leaving his fortune to the Hallowell Institute.
He might burst a tire on that stony road, you see, and be delayed. Those men are important to him." Angela was genuinely sympathetic, and strove to regret that Mrs. Gaylor could not be with her. But she could not feel as sorry as she wished to feel.
Their mirth was interrupted by the opening and closing of the front door and, in the hall, the murmur of men's voices. Vance opened the door from the hall and entered, followed by Judge Gaylor and Rainey.
"But a committee of more than three is unwieldy. Suppose you name two gentlemen and I one? Or," he shrugged his shoulders, "you can name all three." After a moment of consideration Mr. Hallowell pointed at Lee. "I choose Mr. that young man," he announced, "and Judge Gaylor." "I would much rather not, Stephen," Judge Gaylor whispered. "I know, Henry," answered the other. "But I ask it of you.
"I told you Mrs. Gaylor would want you to come to her house!" exclaimed Nick, trying to be cordial and forget his bitter disappointment. He too was feeling guilty. He had been even more sorry than surprised to see Carmen, and wished her a hundred miles away.
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