There is no saying into whose hands letters may fall, and one talk face to face does more good than a score of letters." Mr.Tallboys looked rather surprised, and the idea flashed across his mind that the only business Mrs.Conway could want to see him about must be some proposal for raising money upon the security of her annuity.
"I presume, Mr.Tallboys, from what I hear, that you are as thoroughly convinced as I am myself that this will of Mr.Penfold's is in existence, and is hidden somewhere about the Hall ?" "Yes, I think so, Mrs.Conway.That is, supposing it has not been destroyed." "Do you think it likely that it has been destroyed, Mr.Tallboys ?" "Well, that I cannot say," the solicitor said gravely.

"I have, of course, thought much over this matter.

It is one that naturally vexed me much for several reasons.

In the first place, Mr.Withers and you yourself had been good enough to place the matter in my hands, and to authorize me to act for you, and it is always a sort of vexation to a professional man when his clients lose their cause, especially when he is convinced that they are in the right.

In the second place, I am much disturbed that the wishes of my late client, Mr.Penfold, should not have been carried out.