'Well, I think most likely she wanted to get at your poor papa's
_will_--that's _my_ idea.
'There is nothing surprising in the supposition, dear,' she resumed. 'Did
not you read the curious trial at York, the other day? There is nothing
so valuable to steal as a will, when a great deal of property is to be
disposed of by it. Why, you would have given her ever so much money to get
it back again. Suppose you go down, dear--I'll go with you, and open the
cabinet in the study.'
'I don't think I can, for I promised to give the key to Dr. Bryerly, and
the meaning was that _he_ only should open it.'
Cousin Monica uttered an inarticulate 'H'm!' of surprise or disapprobation.
'Has he been written to?'
'No, I do not know his address.'
'Not know his address! come, that is curious,' said Knollys, a little
testily.
I could not--no one now living in the house could furnish even a
conjecture. There was even a dispute as to which train he had gone
by--north or south--they crossed the station at an interval of five
minutes. If Dr. Bryerly had been an evil spirit, evoked by a secret
incantation, there could not have been more complete darkness as to the
immediate process of his approach.
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