As if this would gloss over or excuse the base fraud of which he had been guilty. He had knowingly and intentionally been the occasion of his brother-in-law's sudden death, and was as much his murderer as if he had plunged a knife into his breast, though his crime was less brutal and revolting.
While these thoughts were passing through his mind, Clarence entered the office.
"Clarence, your cousin has been here to see you," said Mr. Walton.
"What did he have to say, pa?"
"He came to bid you good-by."
"To bid me good-by? What for? Where is he going?"
"He is to sail for Europe this afternoon."
"To sail for Europe!" repeated Clarence, in amazement. "He didn't say anything about it last evening."
"Because he did not know it. He was only told this morning."