"Thank you," returned Nat. "Here is a note for you from Mr. Garwell," and he passed it over.
The old lady read the communication carefully, nodding to herself as she did so. Then she turned again to our hero.
"Have you the document with you?"
"Yes, ma'am," and Nat brought it forth. "You will have to have somebody as a witness. Can I call somebody for you?"
The old lady mused for a moment.
"I don't believe Rufus will do it," she said, half aloud.
"Do you mean the gentleman I met downstairs?"
"Yes, my nephew, Rufus Cameron. He does not wish me to transact business with Mr. Garwell. You may call John, my hired man. He is quite intelligent."
"Where will I find him?"
"You will—but never mind, Mary can call him."