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Synopsis of Preceding Chapters
Dr. Clifford Bronson, an in
terne, goes canoeing with Janet
Harris, a nurse from his hospi
tal. He suggests that she for
get all about Dr. Eynon and the
clinic and marry him. But Ja
net wasn’t ready to give an an
swer. Back at the hospital, old
Mr. Hartigan, whose death was
expected almost any day, tells
Janet he wants to make out his
will and urges her to round up
three witnesses for him. Mr.
Hartigan dies and Janet is call
ed upon to be present at the
reading of Mr. Hartigan’s will,
at Oakhart, Mr. Hartigan’s
country estate.
CHAPTER IV
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Oakhart so long as both or one
of them shall live, in return for
which they are expected to care
for the grounds of Oakhart and
perform such duties as they have
in the past.
“ ‘To Janet Harris, my devoted
nurse and the only person who
has treated me humanely in the
past year, I leave my estate of
Oakhart, including the land, the
house and the contents thereof.
With this I leave fifteen thou
sand dollars to be spent on taxes
and upkeep during the next ten
years. If, at the end of that time,
she has not grown to love Oak
hart as I have loved it, she is free
to sell it, but I hope and believe
she will not.
“ ‘The remainder of my estate,
consisting of stocks, bonds and
other securities, I wish to be di
vided equally among the follow
ing charities’.”
Mr. Prentice’s dry voice went
on naming the various organiza
tions and the enormous sums
willed them, but his words bare
ly penetrated the ears of those
at the table.
Janet was numb with surprise.
Her mind whirled, the table
seemed to tilt precariously, until
her arm was sharply pinched.
She turned to meet Cliff’s laugh- j
ing eyes. “Congratulations,” he
whispered. “You’re an heiress,
Janet.”
His words seemed unreal. They
were like the sound coming from
a talking picture, amusing, en?
tertaining, but momentary, hav
ing no deeper meaning. She smil
ed at him uncertainly.
Mr. Prentice was studying the
faces around the table. As he
reached Janet, she thought his
eyes held a bitter humor. “Well,
Miss Harris, I hope you are pleas
i antly surprised by your good for-
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tune.”
“It’s so unexpected I don’t
' know what to think.”
: Mrs. Gremont stood up aagin;
the muscles at the corners of her
mouth twitched spasmodically.
“Are you trying to make us be
lieve that you didn’t know about
this, Miss Harris?”
Janet flushed. “I can assure
you it comes as a complete sur
prise.”
“My granduncle must have
been ill when he made out the
terms of his will. After all, he
died two days later—l’m sure he
didn’t know what he was writ-
ing.”
Abigail Hartigan put out a re
straining hand. “Don’t make a
scene, Irene; what do you care,
you never liked Oakhart any
way.”
Irene Gremont turned on her
angrily. “Abby, it isn’t right for
it to be turned over to a strang
er while I get nothing.”
“But you don’t need money—
Uncle knew that.
“You seem to miss the point
entirely. You’re my sister and he
left you something, didn’t he?”
“Yes, but there’s a great dif
ference in our circumstances. I
must say I am very grateful to
him.”
“He was out of his mind! I’ll
have the will broken!”
Mr. Prentice eyes her distaste
fully. “I’ve had much experience
in these matters, Mrs. Gremont,
and I can assure you that the
will is in order. Dr. Bronson here
was one of the witnesses. He can
give you his opinion on Mr. Har
tigan’s mental condition.”
Cliff stood up. “By every medi
cal standard, Mr. Hartigan was
in absolute command of his fac
ulties at the time of writing the
will.”
“Naturally you would say
that.”
Cliff was astounded. “Why?”
“It’s quite obvious that you’re
interested in the girl Miss
What’s-her-name,” she gestured
to Janet. “Naturally you’d stick
together.”
Cliff’s lips set in a thin,
straight line. Janet knew it was
taking all his self-control not
to tell Mrs. Gremont what he
thought of her.
“Miss Harris and I are not en
| gaged. Like you, Mrs. Gremont,
I am fortunate in having an out
. side income, but, unlike you, ac
cumulating wealth is not my ob
ject in life.”
Irene Gremont turned livid
with anger. “I will not stay here
and be insulted! Come, Justice
. . . Gwendolyn!”
Her taloned hand swept her
purse from the table as she left
the room.
When the others had gone, Ja
net was still white with disgust.
“I’m afraid w’e’ve made an en
emy, Cliff.”
He took her hand. “It was my
fault, Janet—l should have kept
quiet; she rubbed me the wrong
way.”
Mr. Prentice, fastening his
brief case smiled smiled thinly.
“There’s something about the
reading of a will that releases in
hibitions to the surface. I’ve seen
it happen often.”
“But Mrs. Gremont sounded,
well—almost threatening,” Janet
said. “Perhaps she intends fight
ing the will.”
“She has no grounds, Miss
Harris. Mr. Hartigan knew what
he was doing. I disapproved when
I read it. but now I’m inclined to
feel he was justified.”
From J. D. Prentice, this was
high praise.
For a moment the lawyer look
ed almost friendly. “Well, I must
be leaving now. I’ll let you know
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when you can take possession—
there’ll be papers to sign, of
course. Mrs. Miles has the keys if
you care to look around.
To the right of the house was
a formal garden kept by Mr.
Miles, but to the left the twisted
oak gave way to an orchard ex
tending to the river. Here tl)e
air was saturated with the hon
eyed fragrance of pear, apple and
cherry and throbbing with the
hum of bees.
Cliff took Janet’s hand and
they walked down the lane of
trees to Clear River. The water
sparkled for a width of a hun
dred feet before waving fields of
grain took over.
“What will you do with it all?”
“I don’t knpw, I’m still in a
daze.”
He slipped his arm around her
waist drawing her closer to him.
“It’s too fine a day to worry—
look at me, Lovely.”
She did so, staring deep into
his dark boyish eyes.
“Janet, I’m in love with you—
I think that entitles me to a
kiss.”
She had known Cliff for over a
year; she had kissed him before.
His lips upon hers now were
warm and seeking, but he sighed
when he released her. . . .
“Janet, you kiss me exactly as I
though I were a small boy who
had bumped his head and had to
be soothed.”
She laughed, “It’s just your
imagination, Cliff.” But he had
come so close to guessing. Why
did she feel almost maternal with
him? Was it because as Richard
Eynon had said that Cliff needed
something to wake him up?”
“By the way, Cliff, you never
told me if Dr. Wendell congratu
lated you on the operation?”
“Well—it wasn’t quite what I’d
expected, Janet. He said the work !
was professional, but he didn’t
think my attitude was serious
enough.”
“Perhaps he saw you wink at
me.”
“He couldn’t have,” he laugh
ed. “I winked on the side away
from him. Oh, Windell is a regu
lar old kill-joy—he doesn’t have
any fun himself and he doesn’t
want anyone else to.”
“Well, a hospital isn’t exactly
a place for fun. Richard said
that a doctor always has a dead
ly opponent at his elbow.”
He was staring at her peculiar
ly, “Richard?”
“Dr. Eynon.”
“I didn’t know you called him I
Richard.”
“I didn’t until recently. We had I
dinner together last Monday, and !
the formality of Miss Harris and
Dr. Eynon was too much for us.”
“Well, that’s enlightening
news! So you’re dating Eynon
now—the wonder man!”
“Cliff, don’t be childish.”
“Where did you go?”
“The Maison Mourney.”
“Lord, that dingy, dull old
house—not even an orchestra!
What did you do all evening?”
. “We talked.”
“Talked! What about?”
“Oh, please, Cliff, it wasn’t
that important.”
He asked her no more ques
tions, but the afternoon was
spoiled. In spite of all her efforts
at conversation, even flattery in
small doses, his mouth drooped
petulantly and his eyes were dis
trustful.
As they drove back to the hos
pital, Cliff was silent. Janet’s ir
ritation increased. He had been
helpful today! she hadn’t want
ed to face those strangers alone
and Cliff defended her, but this
unfounded jealousy was absurd.
“I don’t suppose you and Ey
non got around to discussing me,
did you?” he said suddenly.
“You. Cliff? Why, no, we
didn’t.”
“I thought you might have per
suaded him to call off his repri
mand. It seems strange he hasn’t
said anything about the opera
tion—l know he and Windell had
their heads together.”
“Perhaps he felt he wasn’t ex
perienced or old enough to criti
cize you, Cliff.”
“He’s thirty-four—eight years
old than I am, and he’s been a
. resident physician at Cosmopoli-
I tan Hospital for three years.”
“Well, if you asked him he’d
I probably tell you—he might just
happen to approve of your per
formance.”
She bit back the retort that
rose to her lips. She’ certainly
had no intention of repeating her
conversation with Richard Ey.
non. It was evident that Dr. Win
dell had tried to make matters
clear and Cliff had failed to un
derstand.
She knew he had planned tak
ing her out for dinner tonight,
but he rather sullenly reminded
her, she pleaded a headach and
they separated at the hospital
steps.
Janet walked to the balustrade
and stared off over the city.
“Tired, Janet?”
She jerked in surprise and
spun around. “Richard! I didn’t
see you there.”
(To Be Continued)
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