This was news to Trimble. He had not been aware that his stepson could swim.
“Under the circumstances,” said the lawyer, “I think Mrs. Trimble is right.”
Trimble looked panic-stricken. Knowing that Edward Granger was still living he recognized the fact that such a will would do him no good.
“If he were alive he would let us know,” he said, after a pause.
“Probably he would.”
“So that we may conclude he is dead.”
“It might be stipulated that if the missing son does not appear within three years from the time the will is made he may be regarded as dead?” suggested the lawyer.
“One year would be sufficient, it seems to me,” put in Trimble.
“I would rather make it three,” said his wife.
Abner Trimble looked disappointed, but did not dare object.