Talk ran around him but always had him in mind, this man with head
swathed in bandages, unable to speak or see or hear for present
purposes, who had become a romantic figure since it was known that he
would inherit three millions.
"And he does not know!" exclaimed Madame Ribot suddenly. "It does seem
a pity." She smiled her best with a kind of challenge to Peter.
"Well," he responded and in a way that made everybody silent. This
business of the giving of three millions was in nowise as wonderful to
him as to them. He had long ago decided on the gift and merely bided
the time of announcement. "Well," he repeated as he rose; and, with a
peculiar smile to Madame Ribot, added: "I think he is well enough now.
You may write it, Miss Ribot, as I dictate it. So: 'Peter is speaking,
Phil, and he is telling you that he has made a will that makes you his
heir when he goes over the river--but with the exception of two or
three hundred thousand dollars in bequests and what I waste on my
farm.'"
"Peter!" Phil muttered the one word through the bandages. Then his
hand went out searching for Peter's and held it fast for a long time;
while for once everybody on the lawn at tea at the Trucklefords' was
silent. Finally he wrote on his pad: "I shall try to be worthy of it.
Yes, I'll assist you in ruining the farm in any way you say."
"It's Phil, all right!" exclaimed Peter, with a satisfied laugh. "I am
backing him!" That was all there was to it--this dramatic episode.
"Ripping!" remarked one of the young officers.
Madame Ribot's foot was softly tapping the sward as she watched Phil on
Henriette's arm leaving the grounds. Dr. and Mrs. Sanford and Peter
followed, and silently until they passed under the Oral Surgery sign,
when Peter said:
"I did not mean to do it that way. I was going to let Helen tell it
for me, but someway she makes three millions seem insignificant. They
were interested in the three millions over at the Trucklefords'. I had
passed my word, and if I didn't tell it might look--well, it gave them
something to pass the time at tea, and I'm backing Phil. That's all
there is to it, backing Phil, leaving it to him."
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