By George, I forgot! McClintock said there was a typewriter in the office and that I could have it. "And the will?" he said, with forced calmness. Racing, he reached it perhaps a moment or two later. "I assure you, Sir, when I left him an hour ago, it was locked. She had no place she loved. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. It's too hard. ’ Gerald grinned. Earles watched her anxiously. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect.
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