The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1890-11-05
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ms and outs of the wrangling Ne've'had.
That's why I came, like man-Ees
Lere Giles bent forward and touched the
lawyers thigh with fnger-'like man TO
man, to talk it all over"
Mr. Rutledge shifted his leg.
"I've come to talk to you about my IN
cle's will"
MIR. Rutledge laid the paper cutter
aside. His manner and tone changed In
stantly.
You will waste your time' I fear MI
Brockle."
If occupy your time I'm ready to
pay for it. hnn
You can't buy my time if it is to be con-
sumed in discussing the provisions OF Mr.:
Peters will. You ought to know that
much. You have known me many years
is there anything in my life to warrant
your coming here to talk about my clients
atfairs?" :,
Your client is my uncle. It's all in
the family" ,u
YOU should employ another lawyer: 1
positively will not say another word on
ihe subject of Mr.. Peters will.
Il will then"
Il cannot prevent you from talking
And max ng nm ass of myself, en-.
Now, see here. My uncle lit down on me
for doing what thousands-what hun
dreds of thousands-of young men are
doing. Everybody can't live up to his
rule. I know I amt to his mind more
ways than one. He's told me so IN your
presence. You gave me his money to
cover up things he was more ashamed OF
than ever Was, or am now. hes down
on me-but I'll put it to you like man
is it q square deal for a man with his
wealth to refuse to give me penny"
Are You asking me to measure your
worth, or to offer an opinion concerning
the distribution of my clients wealth? SO
that it should lie placed where it would
produce the greatest good, in that way,
as YOU intimate, squaring him with the
world which knew him as poor boy and
now knows him rs a rich man."
Curse i'll" Giles Brockle blurted out;
you know very we'll what I mean. ] said
square with me. his only nephew.
drew it up, and it cuts me out.
You surmise as much"
Il know it." Giles struck the table
near him.
You know nothing of the sort. In
fact, Mr.. Brockle, you think yon- uncle
will not leave you anything, therefore
Won conclude he has made will, and nc
provision is made for you. All assump-
tion. Not shred of fact to 60 on-no'
O shredl"
Giles rose, leaned toward the lawyer,
and lifting one hand slowly, said in lower
tones than he had uttered since he en-
tered the house, Il am travelling alto.
cether on fact. You drew up will, CIV
inc all-all my Uncle Peters possessions
to Rose, daughter of James and Mary
Parker"
Alexander Rutledge rose, and looking
ansrily into Giles Brockle's face, said,
with emphasis: "You are spy, Giles
Brockle."
"You don't-you can't deny it. Now,
then, suppose you've no objections to
talking over this matter when know al
that's in the will.
Not q worl-not another word"
Pooh! Supposing my uncle should
die suddenly would you blame me fol
fighting his will?"
AYou have my answer. Consult any
lawyer you please, only don't come here
again.
Il surpoie it would be an insult to ask
you where the will is.
"The will is in my possession"
A CLEAN lit up Giles Brockles face as
he remembered the small safe in tie
corner back o. him. The will was there,
of course.
90! YOU admit there is will?"
There is. You doubtless learned that
much from cne of the witnesses. You
seem to know everything-why ore you
ignorant concerning the place the will is
deposited? The will is in my possession.
1t is in that slfe, where it will remain
until am called upon to produce it"
Fatal admission. 1t sealed his doom,
for that instant Giles Brockle resolved to
murder Alexander Rutledge. He knew
the witnesses. But what would their
testimony avail in the absence of the will
if the lawyer was removed2
ITO BE CONTINUED