The lawyer came erect in his chair.
“Leave instructions! But you, yourself—?”
“Oh, I’m going to be there, in Hillerton.”
“There? Hillerton?”
“Yes, where the cousins live, you know. Of course I want to see how it works.”
“Humph! I suppose you think you’ll find out—with you watching their every move!” The lawyer had settled back in his chair, an ironical smile on his lips.
“Oh, they won’t know me, of course, except as John Smith.”
“John Smith!” The lawyer was sitting erect again.
“Yes. I’m going to take that name—for a time.”
“Nonsense, Fulton! Have you lost your senses?”