"It must be the certificate to prove that Mrs. Vernon is insane," thought Robert. "I believe such a document has to be signed by two doctors, and Frederic Vernon is urging Remington and that other physician to do the dirty work for him." Robert's surmise was correct, as later events proved.
Remington did not wish to give the certificate until he was certain that Frederic Vernon would pay over the ten thousand dollars which had been promised to him.
"I've got to have my pay," he said, in a low but earnest manner.
"You'll get it," returned Vernon. "You can trust me."
"Humph! I trusted you before," growled the doctor.
"Well, you know why I went off--merely to induce my aunt to return to Chicago."
"Your money will be safe."
"And how about my money?" put in the second physician.
"You shall be paid, Dr. Carraway."
"You must remember that it is a ticklish business, this signing a certificate when the party isn't--ahem--just as bad as she might be."