Have we finished ?" I regretfully admitted that we had, and, when I had paid the modest reckoning, we sallied forth, turning back with one accord into Great Russell Street to avoid the noise and bustle of the larger thoroughfare.
"What sort of man was your uncle ?" I asked presently, as we walked along the quiet, dignified street.

And then I added hastily: "I hope you don't think me inquisitive, but, to my mind, he presents himself as a kind of mysterious abstraction; the unknown quantity of a legal problem." "My Uncle John," she answered reflectively, "was a very peculiar man, rather obstinate, very self-willed, what people call 'masterful,' and decidedly wrong-headed and unreasonable." "That is certainly the impression that the terms of his will convey," I said.
"Yes; and not the will only.

There was the absurd allowance that he made my father.

That was a ridiculous arrangement, and very unfair, too.

He ought to have divided up the property as my grandfather intended.