“Just what I asked. Are you ready to start for Haymore Hall by the first train to-morrow morning?” repeated Mr. Will.
“What is the use of your asking that, Walling, when you know there is ever such a law fight to go through first. And even after I have won my suit, as of course I shall win it, there must be writs of ejectment, and the Lord knows what all, before we can get that villain out of my house: for ‘possession is nine points of the law,’ you know, and you may depend he will contest the tenth point to the bitter end,” said Ran.
“Not at all!” heartily exclaimed Will Walling; “there will be no fight. The fellow will not fight; he’ll fly. And though ‘possession is nine points of the law,’ he has never had possession. What do you think of that?”
“I think your words are more incomprehensible than ever. I do not understand them in the least,” replied Ran.
“Nor do I,” added Judy.
“Well, then, listen, both of you. I have been three or four or more hours closeted with Sothoron & Drummond.”
“Yes.”
“And we have been over, together, all the documentary proofs of your identity as Randolph Hay, the only lawful heir of Haymore.”
“Well?”
“Well, every document connected with the case has your name, that is, Randolph Hay, as the heir and now the owner of Haymore.”