"That is not very probable," he said. "He is a strong, vigorous boy."
"Who is to be his guardian?"
"I am."
"Indeed! And if he dies, is there no provision made as to the property?"
"It will go to me, if he dies before attaining his majority."
The clerk coughed—a little significant cough—which annoyed Mr. Morton not a little. It conveyed an imputation which he couldn't resent, because it was indirect.
"I hope you are satisfied," he said at length.
"Oh, certainly; that is, nearly so," said James Cromwell: "but then it is not enough that I should be satisfied."
"Why not?"