"I beg to state my opinion that the will is an unfair one--" "I beg your pardon, Sir Rufus," interrupted the lawyer.

"Allow me a word.

This is not the final will of Mr.Verner; much of it has been revoked by a recent codicil.

Verner's Pride comes to Mr.Lionel.

You will find the codicil in the desk, sir," he added to Lionel.
Lionel, his pale face haughty, and quite as impassive as that of Sir Rufus, for anything like injustice angered him, opened the desk again.
"I was not aware," he observed.