It isn't likely.

He _must_ leave it all to his wife, except a hundred or so, perhaps, to mother Tadman; and it was nothing but his natural closeness that made him want me out of the way." And at this stage of his reflections, Mr.Carley opened a cupboard near the fire-place and brought therefrom a case-bottle, from the contents of which he found farther solace.

It was about half-an-hour after this that he was summoned by a call from the lawyer, who was standing on the broad landing-place at the top of the stairs with a candle in his hand, when the bailiff emerged from the parlour.
"If you'll step up here, and bring one of your men with you, I shall be obliged, Mr.Carley," the attorney said, looking over the banisters; "I want you to witness your son-in-law's will." Mr.Carley's spirits rose a little at this.

He was not much versed in the ways of lawyers, and had a notion that Mr.Pivott would read the will to him, perhaps, before he signed it.

It flashed upon him presently that a legatee could not benefit by a will which he had witnessed.