“Thank you,” replied Dick. “Send me your bill and I’ll pay it. There will be no case.”
He took the papers and threw them into the open grate fire before the lawyer could stay his hand.
“You’re a fool, boy!” cried the lawyer, angrily.
“Am I?” replied Dick. “Well, I think not.”
“But——”
“Wait, sir. Let me tell you a secret,” said Dick. “You say Clara Eglinton is the sole heir?”
“She certainly is, under the will.”
“Very well. I am engaged to be married to Miss Clara Eglinton, and she must never know that her father——”
“Oh, well,” interrupted the lawyer, “that’s another matter. It will be all in the family. I take it back, young man—you are not a fool.”
And Dick quite agrees with him now.