The Allen House; Or, Twenty Years Ago and NowArthur, T. S. (Timothy Shay)
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The Allen House; Or, Twenty Years Ago and Now
Arthur, T. S. (Timothy Shay)
American fiction -- 19th century; Conduct of life -- Fiction
In the spring, a large force of men was set to work on the extension of
Squire Floyd's mill; and as Judge Bigelow had become largely interested
in the new enterprise, he gave a great deal more attention to what was
going on in that direction, than to the business of his office, the
heaviest part of which devolved upon Mr. Wallingford. Still, no steps
were taken to discover the heirs of Mrs. Allen. Once or twice Mr.
Wallingford had approached the subject, but the Judge made no response.
At last, he put the question direct, as to what had been done. The Judge
seemed a little annoyed; but said, in a hurried way that was unusual
with him,
“I must, and will attend to this matter immediately. I have had so much
on my mind that it has been neglected.”
But the spring months passed--summer glided by--and still there was
no advertisement for heirs, nor any steps taken, so far as Wallingford
could learn, to ascertain their existence.
Mrs. Montgomery still occupied the old mansion, waiting patiently the
issue whatever it might be. Her health, I regretted to find, was not
firm. She suffered a great deal from nervous debility; and I saw,
plainly, that she had failed considerably during the past few months.
Blanche, on the contrary, after recovering from the illness which
followed immediately on her arrival in S----, had continued in excellent
health; and was growing daily more matured and womanly both as to mental
development and personal bearing.
The mill improvements went on all summer, exciting no little interest
in our town, and occasioning no small amount of talk and speculation.
It was some time in the fall of that year, that I was permitted to hear
this brief conversation between a couple of townsmen. Mr. A----had made
some query as to the source of all the money expended on the new mill of
Squire Floyd, which was now standing forth, under roof, in most
imposing proportions, compared with the old works. Mr. B----shrugged his
shoulders, and replied,
“Floyd and the Judge are joint executors of old Allen's estate, you
know.”
“What does that signify?” inquired Mr. A----.
“It may signify a great deal. They have trust funds in their possession
to a large amount, I am told.”
“They are both honorable men, and would not violate their trust,” said
A----.
“I will not gainsay that,” answered Mr. B----. “Still, they may use
these funds temporarily, and wrong no one.”
Nothing more was said in my presence, but I turned their remarks over
and over again, feeling less satisfied the more I pondered them. A day
or two afterwards I met Mr. Wallingford, and said to him,
“How comes on the search for the heirs of the Allen estate?”
The question caused him to look grave.
“No progress has been made, so far as I can learn,” he answered.
“Isn't this indifference on the part of the executors a little
extraordinary?” I remarked.
“I must confess that I do not understand it,” said the young lawyer.
“There is personal, as well as real estate?”
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