ge of
the children and their money and all--I understand that's what he does
have--he could direct the children fetched down to where _he_ lived, if
he wanted to. Am I wrong?"

"No," the lawyer's hesitancy and annoyance was plainly evident. "No-o.
Of course, that _might_ be done. Still, I--"

"You think that wouldn't cause no more rejoicin' than some other things
have? Yes, yes; I cal'late I understand, Mr. Graves. Well, I guess
you'll have to give me to-night to chew over this. I guess you will.
It's come on me so sudden, 'Bije's death and all, that I want to be by
myself and think. I don't want to seem unsociable or lackin' in
hospitality. The whole house is yours. Help yourself to it. But when I'm
caught in a clove hitch, I just have to set down and think myself out of
it. I _have_ to. I was built and launched that way, I guess, and maybe
you'll excuse me."

"Certainly, Captain Warren. You're quite right in wishing to deliberate
on so important a matter. And, if you will excuse me in return, I
believe I will go to my room. I've had a rather wearing day."

"And a damp evenin'. Yes, I'll excuse and sympathize with you, too. I'll
see you to your room, and I'll hope you'll have consider'ble more sleep
than I'm likely to get. Abbie!... Abbie!... Fetch Mr. Graves's lamp,
won't you, please?"

It was after two the next morning before Captain Elisha rose from his
chair by the fire and entered his bed chamber. Yet, when Atwood Graves
came down to breakfast, he found his host in the sitting room awaiting
him.

"Afore we tackle Abbie's pancakes and fishballs, Mr. Graves," said the
captain, "let's get the rest of that will business off our minds. Then
we can have the pancakes to take the taste out of our mouths, as you
might say. And let me ask you one more question. This--er--er--Caroline
and Stephen, they're used to livin' pretty well--fashionable society,
and the like of that, hey?"

"Yes. Their home was on Fifth Avenue, and the family moved in the best
circles."

"Hum! I should imagine life on twenty-odd thousand a year must be
pretty much all circles, one everlastin' 'turn your partners.' Well, Mr.
Graves, my circles down here are consider'ble smaller, but they suit me.
I'm worth twenty-odd thousand myself, not in a year, but in a lifetime.
I'm selectman and director in the bank and trustee of the church. When I
holler 'Boo,' the South Denboro folks--some of them, anyhow--set up and
take notice. I can lead the gra