With this understanding they separated.
The Bradys went home and disguised themselves.
Both were expert at such work, and quickly made such a wonderful change in their outward appearance that they could safely defy recognition.
Harry was made up as a stylish young woman, and Old King Brady, in a black wig and beard, looked like a minister.
The lawyer did not know them when they returned to his office, and laughed heartily when he found out who they were.
"I never saw such skillful disguising done before," he exclaimed, admiringly, "and I can assure you that Mason will not know who you are."
They proceeded to Mr. Dalton's house and were introduced to Lizzie and the broker's nephew as two witnesses to the reading of the will.
Neither Mason nor the girl knew the detectives.
When all were seated and the lawyer had made a few remarks about his business, he opened the seals on the will and read it aloud.
By this paper the old broker left a fortune amounting to half a million, most of which was invested in stocks, bonds and mortgages.