“Berry well, sah,” said the woman, turning and going to do her errand.
The doctor followed her into the house, went to the corner buffet in Lilith’s parlor, and took out a certain liqueur case, opened it, and proceeded to mix a strong, restorative cordial, which he brought out and placed on the stand beside Hereward’s chair, saying:
“Drink half of that now, Hereward, and leave the rest.”
The young man obeyed, and then, as he put down the half emptied glass, he inquired:
“What is it that you expect to prove by this new search, doctor?”
“Wait and see, dear boy! I do not yet know what myself.”
About half an hour passed, and Nancy came downstairs.
“Well, auntie, have you missed anything?” inquired Dr. Kerr.
“Yes, Marse Doctor. Miss Lilif’s red cashmere dress, w’ich was her mos’ favorite home dress, an’ w’ich she wo’ de werry day ’fo’ she was marr’d, an’ ’fo’ ole marse died, an’ nebber wored since den.”
“And are you sure it is gone?”