"Well, the man has been insane, and has forgotten, very likely, what he did before his insanity. I have reason to believe that such is the case, and that he intends to contest my right to the inventions which this paper conveys to me."
"What reason, now?"
Mr. Belcher's broad expanse of face crimsoned into a blush, and he simply answered:
"I know the man."
"Who is his lawyer?"
"Balfour."
Mr. Cavendish gave a little start.
"Let me see that paper again," said he.
After looking it through again, he said, dryly:
"I know Balfour. He is a shrewd man, and a good lawyer: and unless he has a case, or thinks he has one, he will not fight this document. What deviltry there is in it, I don't know, and I don't want you to tell me. I can tell you that you have a hard man to fight. Where are these witnesses?"