"No; that's the worst of it. By the provisions of the will the property can't be divided very well except by the consent of both heirs."
"In that case I think I'd commence a pretty good search for Mr.—your wife's brother. It's worth spending quite a few dollars to find him."
"Just my reckoning. But New York is a big place to find any one in."
"Perhaps your brother-in-law will drop in on you when you least expect him."
"Hope he does."
The two continued the conversation for a long time. The more Richard saw of Doc Linyard, the better he liked the bluff old tar, and, to tell the truth, the latter was fully as much taken by Richard's open manner.
It was not long before Richard poured out his own tale in all its details. He found a strong sympathizer in the sailor, who expressed a sincere wish that the pension due the Dare family might be speedily forthcoming.
"Somewhat of a like claim to mine," he remarked. "We are both looking for other people to help us out."
"And I trust we both succeed," added Richard earnestly. "In fact we must succeed," he continued, with sudden energy.
"Right you are!" was the reply. "We're bound to get the proper bearings some time."