Part 18 (1/2)
”In favor of Theresa Garcia his wife,” she replied.
”But she is dead,” I answered quickly.
”True--but I am not his heir.”
She said this resolutely.
”She died childless,” said I, ”and will not the descent stop with her?--the property reverting to you, as next of kin to Captain Allen?”
”She may have relatives--a brother or sister,” said Mrs. Montgomery.
”That is scarcely probable,” I objected.
”It is possible; and in order to ascertain the fact, all right means ought to, and must be, taken.”
”Where did you find the will?” I inquired.
”Blanche was examining a small drawer in an old secretary, when she accidentally pressed her hand against one side, which yielded. She pressed harder, lad it continued to yield, until it was pushed back several inches. On withdrawing this pressure, the side returned to its place. She then tried to see how far it could be forced in. As soon as it had pa.s.sed a certain point, a secret drawer, set in vertically, sprung up, and from the side, which fell open, the will dropped out.”
”It is singular,” said I, ”that it should come to light just at this time.”
”It is Providential, no doubt,” Mrs. Montgomery remarked.
”What course will you pursue?” I inquired.
”My first step will be to recall Mr. Wallingford.”
”I must take the liberty of a friend, and object to that,” said I.
”On what ground?”
”This will may be worth the paper on which it is written, and no more.
If the legatee have no relatives, you stand just where you stood before, and will require the evidence as to ident.i.ty for which Mr. Wallingford is now in search. Oh, no, Mrs. Montgomery; he must not be recalled.”
The lady mused for a little while, and then said--
”Perhaps you are right, Doctor.”
”I am sure of it,” I replied, speaking earnestly. ”This will, if we find it, on examination, to be an instrument executed according to legal forms, puts your rights in jeopardy, though by no means sets them aside.”
”You take the correct view, no doubt,” was her reply to this. Her voice was not so firm as in the beginning. As the probabilities began to show themselves again in her favor, she lost a degree of self-possession.
”Let Mr. Wallingford complete his work,” said I, ”and find, if possible, the evidence you require, in case you prove to be the legal heir, as I trust you will. And until his return, the existence of this important doc.u.ment had better remain a secret.”
”Shall I not submit it to Judge Bigelow?”
I reflected for some moments, and then replied--
”Yes. He is your legal adviser, and one in whom the highest confidence may be reposed. The will should be at once placed in his hands for examination.”
”And go upon record?”