"Has he not seen Everett yet?"
"No. Everett is not behaving altogether well." Emily was made unhappy by this and showed it. "He is the best fellow in the world. I may safely say there is no other man whom I regard so warmly as I do your brother. But he takes wrong ideas into his head, and nothing will knock them out. I wonder what your father has done about his will."
"I have not an idea. Nothing you may be sure will make him unjust to Everett."
"Ah!—You don't happen to know whether he ever made a will?"
"Not at all. He would be sure to say nothing about it to me,—or to anybody."
"That is a kind of secrecy which I think wrong. It leads to so much uncertainty. You wouldn't like to ask him?"
"No;—certainly."
"It is astonishing to me how afraid you are of your father. He hasn't any land, has he?"
"Land!"
"Real estate. You know what I mean. He couldn't well have landed property without your knowing it." She shook her head. "It might make an immense difference to us, you know."