“Most certainly, as I drew up the document,” was the answer.
“Is Kane Landon a beneficiary?”
“Yes; to the extent of fifty thousand dollars.”
It was impossible not to note the gleam of satisfaction that came into Landon’s eyes at this news. Hoyt gave him a stare of utter scorn and Avice looked amazed and grieved.
“You seem pleased at the information, Mr. Landon,” the coroner observed.
Landon favored him with a calm, indifferent glance and made no response.
Berg turned again to Miss Wilkinson, the blonde stenographer.
“Will you tell me,” he said, “if you know, what caused Mr. Trowbridge to leave his office early, yesterday?”
The girl hesitated. She shot a quick glance at Landon, and then looked down again. She fidgeted with her handkerchief, and twice essayed to speak, but did not finish.
“Come,” said Berg, sharply, “I am waiting.”