"Mother has done some strange things in her time," said Janey firmly. "It's no good talking about it or thinking about it, but Jones told me that when she went to Paris last autumn she looked through all Dick's papers, and went to see his lawyer."
"I went to see him too, and he told me she had been, and had been very insistent that Dick had made a will and left it in his charge, and said that he wanted to make some alteration in it."
"Last autumn! But Dick was not capable then of wishing anything."
"Last autumn, I tell you, since his illness."
They both looked at each other.
"Well, it's no use thinking of that at this moment," said Janey. "The question is, what is to be done about Nurse?"
"Pay her up, and pack her off at once."
"She's gone already. She said it was best that she should go. I've telegraphed for another. But she'll come back as Harry's legal wife, Roger, I do believe."
"This medical evidence in Harry's favour—where does Aunt Louisa keep it?"