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Besides, Markson's house was my first job on a residence, and it was a large one, and I was young, and full of what I fancied were original ideas of taste and effect; and as I was unmarried, and without any special lady friend, I was completely absorbed in Markson's house.
Everybody in Bartley knew that Helen Markson's mother, who was very beautiful and lovable, had died years before, and that her stepmother had been Mrs. Markson only two or three years; that the second Mrs. Markson had married for money, and that her husband was afraid of her, and would run away from her if it wasn't for Helen; that Mrs.
Finally the long day wore away, and an hour or two after the carriages returned from the funeral, the city lawyer called the judge, and, at the judge's suggestion, they both called for me. We found Mrs. Markson and Helen, with some of Mrs. Markson's relatives Helen had not one in the world in the parlor, Mrs.
Markson, glaring, as my family cat does when a mouse is too quick for her. Mrs. Markson's lawyer asked permission to look at the newer will, which the judge granted. He looked carefully at the signature of Markson and the witnesses, and returned the document with a sigh. "Don't attempt it, madame no use," said he. "I know all the signatures; seen them a hundred times.
I was even foolish enough to imagine Markson's conscience was troubled, and that he was going to pay me some money which he justly owed me, whereas he had paid me every cent, according to contract. We reached his bedside before I had determined what it could be. Helen took his hand, and said: "Father, here is Mr. Raines."
For the rest of the day I was so absent-minded to everything except this business of Markson's that my acquaintances remarked that, considering how long I had been gone, I didn't seem very glad to see any one. Finally I went to old Judge Bardlow, who was as true as steel, and told him the whole story, and he advised me to get the papers, and give them to him to examine.
I could have made a thousand more, without any one being the wiser for it, but I don't build houses in that way the public will greatly oblige me by cutting this out. A few years after building Markson's house, I went with a Southern friend into a black-walnut speculation. We bought land in the Southwest, cut the timber, got it to market, and made a handsome profit, I am glad to say.
What to make of it I didn't know, and said so, upon which the stage-driver rather pettishly suggested that 'twouldn't take long to find out if I got behind Markson's team; and, as I agreed with him, I changed conveyances, and was soon at Markson's house. Helen met me at the door, and led me immediately to Markson's chamber.
As the lawyer concluded, Helen's face put on an expression of wonder and grief, succeeded by one of utter loneliness; while from Mrs. Markson's eyes there flashed an exultant look that had so much of malignity in it that it made me understand the nature of Satan a great deal more clearly than any sermon ever made me do.
"Well," I thought, "you are the most particular man I ever knew and the most anxious! I don't know, though it's natural enough; if I can't keep away from this house, it's not strange that he should want to see all of it he can. It's natural enough, and it does him credit." But Mr. Markson's next action was neither natural nor to his credit.
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