"I have left the name blank," he said. "If this expresses what you wish, you can fill in the name and sign it, either before Harding and myself or two other people."
Dudgeon took it and read it through again.
"That'll do," he said. He put it on the table in front of Harding. "Fill in Mrs. Eustace's name—I don't know it," he added.
Harding wrote the name in the blank space, the name of one who, in another minute, would rank amongst the greatest heiresses of the world.
"That is the full name," he said as he handed back the document to Dudgeon.
He looked at it.
"Jessie, is it?" he said. "Jessie Eustace, née Spence. There is no chance of a mistake being made, is there? Hadn't you better add whose wife she was?"
"If you wish it."
"And say where she is living now, and where she came from before she came here. I don't want this to go wrong. I want to make sure she will get everything."
When the additions were made he read the whole document through once more.