he crowd surged out into the
corridors and diffused itself through the various exits, there was
much speculation as to what that decision would be and what would be
the action taken by the opponents. Among the clubmen who had made
the acquaintance of Ralph Mainwaring, heavy bets were offered that
he would contest the case before the will was even admitted to
probate.
"He is a fool if he does," said one; "the young fellow has the best
show."
"He'll not give up, however," was the reply; "he's got too much of
the bull-dog about him; nothing will make him break his hold till
he has spent his last shilling."
"Well, he'll spend it for nothing, that's all!" said another. "I'll
wager you a dinner for the whole club that the young fellow will
beat him. Anybody that knows Sutherland, knows he hasn't played his
trump card yet; and you may rest assured that English lawyer isn't
over here as a figure-head!"
Ralph Mainwaring, passing hastily from the court-room, accompanied
by Mr. Whitney, overheard the last remark. His only reply, however,
was a look of scorn flashed at the speaker, but the sardonic smile
which lingered about his closely compressed lips betokened on his
part no anticipations of defeat, but rather the reverse. Even Mr.
Whitney wondered at his silence, but young Mainwaring, leisurely
following in the rear, knew it to be only the calm which presages
the coming storm.
His father, followed by the attorney, stepped quickly into the
Mainwaring carriage and beckoned impatiently for him to follow, but
the younger man coolly declined the invitation.
"No, thank you, governor. I'm going for a bit of a stroll; I'll
join you and Mr. Whitney at dinner."
As the carriage rolled away he stood for a few moments lost in
thought. His father's words to him that morning had stung his
pride and aroused in him a spirit of independence altogether new,
which had made him the more keen in observing his father's
expressions and movements, and in drawing his own deductions
therefrom. He had formed some theories of his own, and as he now
stood in the soft, autumnal sunshine, he resolved to put them to
the test.
Turning suddenly in an opposite direction from that which he had
at first taken, he found himself confronted by Harold Mainwaring
and his party as they descended the court-house steps to the
carriages in waiting.
Instantly the young men clasped hands, and the frank, blue eyes
gazed into the piercing dark one
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