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Updated: June 12, 2025
To-day Lord Dymchurch was coming; to-morrow May's betrothal would be a fact to noise abroad. She would then summon Kerchever, and in the presence of Sir William Amys, the trusty friend sure to outlive her, would complete that last will and testament which was already schemed out. Twice already had she executed a will, the second less than a year ago.
They returned, and as Lady Ogram was entering the hall, a servant made a respectful announcement. "Mr. Kerchever is here, my lady." "Mr. Kerchever? Indeed?" With an unusually quick step, the old lady moved towards the library.
Her face was hotly flushed; her hands trembled; a great joy shone from the transformed countenance. "Thank goodness!" broke from her hoarsely. "Thank goodness!" Then, with sudden alarm, "I suppose you're making no idiotic mistake?" "That kind of mistake, Lady Ogram," responded Mr. Kerchever with a tolerant motion of the eyebrows, "is not quite in my way.
Kerchever followed the law, but he also, whenever a chance offered, followed the hounds, and with more gusto. At school and University he had won palms; that his place in academic lists was less glorious mattered little to one who had a comfortable seat awaiting him in the paternal office. "And what brings you here?" asked Lady Ogram, unable to subdue an agitation which confused her utterance.
"Will you tell me its provisions?" asked Lashmar, deliberately. "In confidence. It won't be made public till the executors Sir William Amys and Mr. Kerchever have proved it. I never knew a more public-spirited will. Hollingford gets a hospital, to be called the Lady Ogram; very generously endowed. Rivenoak is to be sold, and the proceeds to form a fund for a lot of Lady Ogram Scholarships.
"Come and eat!" cried Lady Ogram. "We'll talk again afterwards." Mrs. Toplady joined them in the dining-room, as she seated herself. "Everybody's late to-day. Mr. Kerchever Mr. Lashmar I want you to know each other. Mr. Lashmar, what have you been doing all the morning? Why, of course you had a drive with me I had forgot ten! Do sit down and let us eat. If everyone's as hungry as I am!"
Kerchever had it in charge to renew the inquiry, to use every possible means, and spare no outlay. The old woman yearned for kinsfolk, as the younger sometimes do for offspring of their own. The engagement of Constance Bride as resident secretary resulted no doubt from this craving in the old lady's mind for human affection.
Kerchever tells me it represents about seventy thousand pounds." Lashmar involuntarily heaved a sigh. Mrs. Toplady watched him over the rim of her teacup, the hand which held it shaking a little with subdued mirth. "As you say," he observed, "it's a most remarkable will. But it seems rather too bad that the poor lady's real wishes should be totally neglected." "Indeed it does.
There's an up train just before eight, which I must catch." She nodded, and moved away. Again Lashmar looked about him, and he met the eye of Mr. Kerchever, who came forward with friendly aspect. "Dreadfully sudden, the end, Mr. Lashmar!" "Dreadfully so, indeed," Dyce responded, in mortuary tones. "You were present at the seizure, I understand?" "I was."
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