“Introduce me in the customary form,” Mrs. Gallilee proceeded; “and then refer the lawyers to my brother’s Will. Is it done?”
In due time it was done.
“Tell them next, how my niece has been taken away from me, and where she has been taken to.”
To the best of his ability, Mr. Null complied.
“Now,” said Mrs. Gallilee, “write what I mean to do!”
The prospect of being revenged on Teresa revived her. For the moment, at least, she almost looked like herself again.
Mr. Null turned over to a new leaf, with a hand that trembled a little. The dictating voice pronounced these words:
“I forbid the woman Teresa to act in the capacity of nurse to Miss Carmina, and even to enter the room in which that young lady is now lying ill. I further warn this person, that my niece will be restored to my care, the moment her medical attendants allow her to be removed. And I desire my legal advisers to assert my authority, as guardian, to-morrow morning.”
Mr. Null finished his task in silent dismay. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his forehead.
“Is there any very terrible effort required in saying those few words—even to a shattered creature like me?” Mrs. Gallilee asked bitterly. “Let me hear that the lawyers have got their instructions, when you come to-morrow; and give me the name and address of a nurse whom you can thoroughly recommend. Good-night!”