There was a tone of regret in her voice.
“Pardon me,” I replied. “The suggestion was natural under the circumstances, and I gave it utterance.”
“Were you in my place, would you give up the search here?”
She fixed on me a penetrating look.
The probe had changed hands.
“It is difficult,” I answered, “for us to say what we would do if we were to change places with another. In my experience, it is easy to see what is right for our neighbor, but very difficult to see the right way for ourselves, when under the allurement of some personal advantage.”
“Would it be right in me to give up the search?”
“I think not.”
My answer was without hesitation.
“And I will not,” she said, firmly. “If my brother has devised his property, I have only to know the terms of his will. If it is against me, well. I shall not oppose its operation.”