For the successor to the estate left by the original of the picture on the wall said to himself:
“If we were out in some parts of the West, Saul Harrington, any office would find it a bad spec to insure your life.”
And Saul thought:
“If this man had not come back, I was master here—of the house, of the money, and of—”
He stopped and gazed hard across the room, for at that moment, looking flushed and handsome, Gertrude stood hesitating at the doorway, as if asking if she might come in.
“Yes,” said Saul to himself, and as if in conclusion of his unfinished thought, “and of you, too.”