"Yes, ma'am."
Mrs. Oakley entered the parlor with her old haughty step, and coldly bade the lawyer "good-morning." Of John she took no notice.
"Good-morning, Mrs. Oakley," said John.
"So you have got back, have you?" she said.
"Yes, he has got home to stay," said Squire Selwyn, significantly.
"With or without my permission, I suppose," said Mrs. Oakley.
"I don't know that he needs anybody's permission to live in his own house," said the lawyer.
"His own house!" repeated Mrs. Oakley, in a voice which, despite her efforts, betrayed some nervousness.
"Yes, Mrs. Oakley. My object in calling upon you this morning is to apprise you that the will is found."
"What will?" she demanded.