Mr. Gogram then opened the document before him.
"Before that paper is read," said George, "I think it right to say a few words. I don't know what it contains, but I believe it to have been executed by my grandfather only an hour or two before his death."
"On the day before he died,—early in the day," said the attorney.
"Well,—the day before he died; it is the same thing,—while he was dying, in fact. He never got out of bed afterwards."
"He was not in bed at the time, Mr. Vavasor. Not that it would have mattered if he had been. And he came down to dinner on that day. I don't understand, however, why you make these observations."
"If you'll listen to me you will understand. I make them because I deny my grandfather's fitness to make a will in the last moments of his existence, and at such an age. I saw him a few weeks ago, and he was not fit to be trusted with the management of property then."
"I do not think this is the time, George, to put forward such objections," said the uncle.
"I think it is," said George. "I believe that that paper purports to be an instrument by which I should be villanously defrauded if it were allowed to be held as good. Therefore I protest against it now, and shall question it at law if action be taken on it. You can read it now, if you please."
"Oh, yes, I shall read," said Mr. Gogram; "and I say that it is as valid a will as ever a man signed."
"And I say it's not. That's the difference between us."