Blade-O'-Grass. Golden Grain. and Bread and Cheese and Kisses.Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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Blade-O'-Grass. Golden Grain. and Bread and Cheese and Kisses.
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Christmas stories; Fiction
'You put stress upon that,' I observed.
'Undoubtedly, my dear sir. It is an important point.'
'In what way?'
He gave me an odd look, and said: 'The late Mr. Fairhaven must have
relations. The will he has made is undoubtedly an eccentric one. Has
it occurred to you that its validity may be disputed?'
'No.'
'It will be,' he said dryly; 'and that is the reason why it is
important to be able to prove that his intellect was clear to the
last. You need have no fear, Mr. Meadow. The will cannot be shaken.'
I thanked him for the assurance, and asked him if he was acquainted
with the extent of the property.
'It will probably realise,' he answered, 'not less--yes, I should
certainly say not less--than two hundred and thirty thousand pounds.'
'A vast fortune, indeed,' I said, with a beating heart at this
confirmation of my hopes.
'And made out of nothing,' he added. 'He commenced life as a poor
clerk. I have heard it said of him that whatever he touched turned to
gold.'
I left to the lawyer the management of everything connected with Mr.
Fairhaven's will. As he had predicted, it was disputed, on the ground
of the testator's incapacity. But it was proved, beyond the shadow of
a doubt, that Mr. Fairhaven was in the full possession of his
reasoning faculties not only at the time he made his will, but up to
the very day of his death. The validity of the will was unhesitatingly
upheld by the judges, and the property came into my possession.
Nevertheless the case was not finally settled until after the lapse of
many months, and during this time the newspapers were busy upon Mr.
Fairhaven's eccentricity. 'It remains to be seen,' said an influential
paper, in a leading article, 'and it is a matter of much curiosity,
how the legatee will administer his trust' I found myself quite a
public character, and I was inundated with applications and with
letters of advice. But my resolution was already formed.
I did not disclose this resolution to the Silvers while the matter was
in the law-courts. So great was my anxiety that I feared, even up to
the last moment, that some chance or quibble of the law would deprive
me of the means for carrying it out. Not until everything was settled,
not until the property was declared to be mine incontestably, not
until it was realised, and the money invested in the Funds, did I
consider myself free to open my mind to my dear friends. I had my last
interview with the lawyer; he had acted throughout in the most
straightforward manner, and I thanked him sincerely.
'And yet,' he remarked, 'you said once to Mr. Fairhaven that if there
were in the world one lawyer where now there are a hundred, the world
would be the better for it.'
'I think so still,' I replied.
'Strange,' he said, with a touch of pleasant satire, 'that the world
has never been able to get along without us.'
'Never!' I exclaimed. 'Nay, you must be mistaken.'
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