“Yes.”
“Did he read it before signing?”
“Yes.”
“Casually or carefully?”
“Very carefully. I remember how long he was reading it.”
“You think he understood it all—knew exactly what he was doing?”
“Undoubtedly.”
“That is all.”
Dodson was surprised. He had expected a savage gruelling, a fierce attack on every point of his testimony. Instead of which the opposing lawyer had asked a few harmless questions and waved him aside.
Fifteen minutes later Ralph Dodson’s face had faded to an ashen gray. Browning had proved by competent witnesses, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that Singlefoot Bill was named Willis Thornton and not William Thornton, and that he was buried just six weeks before the date upon which it was claimed he had signed the contract.