'Mr. Howarth, we must have that will.'
'It never was much use saying "must" where Twickenham was concerned; I doubt if it'll be much use now. I can employ means to endeavour to make him if you like, though you seemed to resent it when you caught me using them just now. Reggie has gone for Hancock. He'll be able to tell you to what extent pressure may be applied to obtain the end you have in view.--Here is Reggie; and Hancock too.'
They entered as I spoke. Reggie hastened towards me.
'Any change, Douglas?--Ah, Foster, so you've come.--This is my brother, Sir Gregory, in the bed.'
Hancock surveyed him through his gold-rimmed spectacles. We waited in silence for his verdict.
'Asleep?--Changed; but I should have known him anywhere. He's been a wonderful man.--How long has he been asleep?'
The question was put to me.
'Perhaps five minutes.'
'I doubt if he is asleep.'
This was Foster. Hancock snapped him up.