Middle West -- Fiction; Real estate developers -- Fiction; Suburbs -- Fiction
“I don’t suppose she meant unkindly by me,” Harlan interrupted.
“Naturally I don’t suppose my grandmother made me her residuary legatee
for the purpose of injuring me. Probably she thought I’d be consoled by
what she was leaving me.”
“Oh, Harlan!” his mother cried reproachfully.
But Harlan only smiled at her faintly and did not defend himself.
“So Lena will leave Dan now, will she?” Mr. Oliphant inquired, with
satire. “And then Dan will proceed in freedom to carry out the rest of
this programme?”
“No, sir; not at all.”
“But haven’t you just been saying——”
“I’ve been saying what I see in the will,” Harlan explained. “I’ve been
saying what grandma hoped, and I think she was pretty shrewd, but I
believe that her dislike of Lena led her into an error. I haven’t the
remotest idea that Lena will leave her husband.”
“I see!” Mr. Oliphant returned sharply. “You mean you haven’t any
fantastic ideas yourself, Harlan; it’s only your grandmother who had
them, though she’s just left you a fortune!”
His tone was hard; and Harlan, looking at him gravely, pointed out a
significance in the hardness. “There it is, sir. Already I’m a little
more unpopular with you than usual, because you can’t help sympathizing
with Dan and feeling that I’ve got his share as well as my own. Don’t
you think other people may feel the same way?”
For a moment Mr. Oliphant looked slightly disconcerted by this bit of
analysis, but, recovering himself, “Not necessarily,” he replied. “I’m
not criticizing you because of your inheritance, but because it doesn’t
seem fair in you to impute all this surreptitious planning to a person
who’s shown such generosity to you. You don’t seem to realize——”
“Oh, but I do,” Harlan interrupted. “Mother spoke of my not seeming
elated and praised me for it. I don’t deserve her praise. You see, if I
don’t feel much elated just at first it’s because to my mind the whole
thing is another example of how much better grandma liked Dan and how
much better other people are going to go on liking him. Naturally, I’m
glad to have the money; I know she meant well by me, and I appreciate
it. I appreciate another thing, too. One of the reasons she left it to
me was that she knew I put what I had from grandfather into the safest
type of municipal bonds. She knew that I’d understand the value of
whatever she left me. She knew I’d take care of it.”
He put a slight but sharp and dry emphasis upon the final words, “She
knew I’d take care of it,” so that there was a hint of warning in them;
and he added, making this note more definite: “She was right about that,
because I _will_ take care of it.”
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