"I see it all now."
"All what?"
"Very many things that I could not understand before. Have you any idea where that will is?"
"No. But it must be somewhere in Ben's things, because the producing of it depended upon him exclusively. His daughter wanted it, but Ben would not let her have it. I am not sure, though, whether it is here or in Luis Kingsley's office."
"What did Ben have to do with him?"
"He made a pretense of working there, but he was not in the office more than half an hour during the week, and then only when he wanted to be. Luis Kingsley knew that Ben had him in his power, and he did not dare oppose Ben. Ben played the respectable because of his position down there."
"Liz, listen to me. You have said that you owed me a debt of gratitude for what I did for Dick to-night. For myself, Heaven knows I would never ask anything of you, but would be glad enough if there were anything that I could do to make life more endurable to you. But, Liz, there is another! One who is as dear to me as life itself, and for his sake I ask that you help me to prove this. Help me to gain possession of that will, to prove the unworthiness of Evelyn Chandler, and I will stand by you and bless you until life leaves me! Promise me that you will do this, Liz."
"I promise with all my heart. I would do it, even if I knew that I should never see you again, for the kindness that you have already shown my poor boy, and for which God will surely bless you. I don't know exactly how we are to find the will, but I do know about the proof concerning Ben's daughter, and I can get that for you before morning if you want it."
They were interrupted by the sound of a groan, and rising, Leonie glided noiselessly to the bed. The boy was awake, and in his eyes could be plainly seen the presence of death.
Leonie raised him in her arms. Her heart ached for the grief that she knew the unfortunate mother must endure, and in the sympathy that was aroused she forgot her own matters for the time.