'It's absolutely true. It's the real, stable information this
time. I had it direct from the governor, who was there when he
made the will. He and the governor had had a row about something,
you know, and they made it up during those last days, and--Well,
apparently your uncle thought he had better celebrate it somehow,
so he made a new will. From what little I know of him, that was
the way he celebrated most things. I took it for granted the
governor would have written to you by this time. I expect you'll
hear by the next mail. You see, what brought me over was the idea
that when he wrote you might possibly take it into your heads to
mention having heard from me. You don't know my governor. If he
found out I had done that I should never hear the last of it. So I
said to him: "Gov'nor, I'm feeling a bit jaded. Been working too
hard, or something. I'll take a week or so off, if you can spare
me." He didn't object, so I whizzed over. Well, of course, I'm
awfully sorry for old Bill, but I congratulate you, Miss Boyd.'
'What's the time?' said Elizabeth.
Mr Nichols was surprised. He could not detect the connexion of
ideas.
'It's about five to eleven,' he said, consulting his watch.
The next moment he was even more surprised, for Elizabeth, making
nothing of the barrier of the gate, had rushed past him and was
even now climbing into his automobile.
Pages:
254
255
256
257
258
259
260
261
262
263
264
265
266
267
268
269
270
271
272
273
274
275
276
277
278