The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1920-12-23

John Leaped to His Feet.
death you quarreled openly In a public
restaurant. Later in a spirit of
friendship, 1 called you up and said ne
had made will practically disinherit-
Ing you. Between that time anu the
next morning he Is murdered in his
own apartments, his safe rifled, and
yet the only paper missing Is this
Will, to the existence of which I can
testify. If suspicion is once cast upon
you, how can you clear yourself? Can
you prove that you were In your own
apartments, asleep in your own bed
| from one o'clock until eight? Answer
| that"
Cavendish tried, but although his
| lips moved, they gave utterance to no
sound. Enright scarcely gave him op-
portunity.
$50, the words won't come.
thought not. Now, listen. No living
| person-not even my partner-has
been informed of what has occurred.
! The witnesses, am sure, did not know
the nature Of the paper they signed.
, Frederick Cavendish had this will
executed In moment Of anger and
| devised his estate to q number Of
/ charities. He had no thought of i'm
mediate death, but merely desired to
/ teach you q lesson. He proposed to
| disappear-or at least, that Is my
theory-in order that he might test
you on slender income. l am able
| RI tl1 ,In1&
this standpoint. and base my conduct
accordingly. No doubt this will enable
US to arrive at a perfectly satisfactory
understanding"
"You mean that you will maintain
silence as to the will r.
| absolutely; as client your interests
will always be my first concern. or
course I shall expect to represent you
in legal capacity in settling up the
estate, and consequently feel it only
| just that the compensation for such
services shall be mutually agreed
| upon"
"And your fee?"
Reasonable, very reasonable, when
you consider the service / am doing
you, and the fact that my professional
reputation might so easily be involved
and the sums to be distributed, which
amount to more than million dollars.
My silence, my permitting the es-
tate to go to settlement, and my legal
services combined, ought to be held
as rather valuable-at. let us say, a
hundred thousand. Yes. a hundred
thousand; hardly think that is un-
fair"
Cavendish leaped to his feet. his
hand gripping his cane.
"You damned black"
'Wait!" and Enright arose also.
"Not so loud. please; your voice might
be heard In the outer office. said
my services would cost you hundred
thousand dollars. Take the PROPOSE
ton or leave It, Mr.. John Cavendish."
"But-but," the other stammered, all
courage leaving him, 81 haven't the
money"
"Of course not" the threat on En-.
rights face changing to smile. "But
the prospects that you will have are
unusually good. l am quite willing tC
speculate on your fortunes. A memo
randa for legal services due one year
from date-Such az l have already
drawn up-and bearing your signature
will be quite satisfactory. Glance
over the items please; yes, sit here
at the table. Now. if you will sign
that there will be no further cause
for you to feel any uneasiness-thiS
line, please"
Cavendish graspcd the penholder IN
his fingers, and signed. 1t was the
act of man daZed. half stupefied
unable to control his actions. In q
way 1t was confession of guilt, an
Acknowledgement of his fear of ex.
posure, yet he felt utterly incapable
OF resistance. Enright unlocked the
door, and projected his head outside
comprehending clearly that the proper
time to strike was while the iron was
hot.
Calling Miss Healy, one Of his ste
nographers, he made her an official wit
ness to the document and the sigma
ture Of John Cavendish.
Not until ten minutes later when he
was on the street did it occur to JohT
Cavendish that the carbon copy OF
the will, together with the rough notes
I'm his Cousins handwriting still re-
mained In Enright's possession. Vain
ly he tried to force himself to return
and demand them, but his nerve fail
, ed. and he shufIied away hopelessly II
the hurrying crowds.
AS Francois Valois trudged alonl
| the night streets toward his roomint
house he came face to face with {