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f living, and had nothing to do with him." "There was no one else to whom he could leave it--that's why," replied the lawyer. "John Marsh," he went on, "was a peculiar man. He was distant and reserved, I might say secretive--even with me, his legal adviser. No one knew the real workings of his mind. I drew up his will according to a rough draft, written by him." "When was that?" "Twenty-five years ago." Tod gave vent to an expressive whistle. "So Jimmy has been waiting twenty-five years?" "Yes," said the lawyer, "twenty-five years--the average span of human life." "Suppose he has made another will since? Did Jimmy ever think of that?" Mr. Cooley shrugged his shoulders. "No--no danger of that. Why should he? If he had, wouldn't I know of it? I have always remained on the best of terms with the old gentleman. I have attended to other legal business for him, so if he did change his mind in regard to the disposition of his estate, why wouldn't he come to me? No, I don't think so. He kept aloof from his brother, but it's no more than he did from anyone else. The man was eccentric--peculiar--you must let it go at that." "What was the old beggar worth? Have you any idea?" "Twenty years ago he was several times a millionaire. What he has done with the money, how he has invested it, I can't say. But he was no spendthrift. There'll be enough to go round, I promise you that." Draining his glass, he added: "I suppose you'll give up this automobile business now, and go back and do some fancy figure skating on Broadway. There's more fun in that, eh?" Tod shook his head. "No--Cooley--you're wrong. Like everyone else, you think I'm crazy for money. But I'm not--honest to God! I've had my fling and I'm through. I'm sick of Broadway, its rotten men and painted women. I'm sick of that idle, stupid existence which stifles every decent impulse a fellow may have. It's always the same, the same crowd, the same drinks and stunts, the same old headache the next morning. I tell you I'm through with that sort of life. I believe I was intended for something better, and, by God, I'm going to make the effort! These last two weeks I've actually respected myself because I've succeeded in making my board bill. Let Jimmy and mater enjoy the money. I want none of it. I tell you I'm going to win out by myself. You see if I don't! Here--have another drink!" The lawyer laughed. This kind of talk from Tod was something entirely
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