The old father had taken Maria and Zo for their walk; and Miss Minerva had left the house by herself--sending word to Mrs.Gallilee that she was obliged to go out on business of her own.
"'Did Mrs.Gallilee see you come in ?' I asked.
"'Yes.

She was watching for me, no doubt.' "Did she see you go upstairs to my room ?' "'Yes.' "'And said nothing ?' "'Nothing.' "We looked at each other; both of us feeling the same doubt of how the day would end.

Miss Minerva pointed impatiently to the lawyer's reply.

I opened it.
"Mr.Mool's letter was very kind, but quite incomprehensible in the latter part of it.

After referring me to his private residence, in case I wished to consult him personally later in the day, he mentioned some proceeding, called 'proving the Will,' and some strange place called 'Doctors' Commons.' However, there was the copy of the Will, and that was all we wanted.
"I began reading it.