There was no time to lose. Bolton made inquiries and obtained the name of a successful lawyer, with an office at 182 Nassau Street. He did not wait till the next day, but made a call that same evening at his house on Lexington Avenue.
Mr. Norcross, the lawyer, entered the parlor with Bolton’s card in his hand, and a puzzled expression on his face.
“Have I ever met you before, Mr. Bolton?” he asked.
“No, sir.”
“Please state your business.”
“I should like to enter your office. I am a lawyer with fifteen years’ experience.”
“I should hardly think so, considering the strange proposal you are making.”
“I am quite aware that it seems so, but I can make it worth your while.”
“How?”
“By bringing you business. I can put in your hands now a will case involving an estate of fifty thousand dollars, and further on probably a much more important case.”