uth, I don't think it was so bad.
I attended the poor man. I took his instructions. And there and then
in the sickroom I drew the will upon a sheet of notepaper. He signed
it in my presence and that of the priest. The latter then took charge
of it, with a view to getting it stamped next morning at the British
Consulate. We both had some hazy idea that that was desirable.

"I left Rome the same night.

"Gradually--we've all had a lot to think about in the last seven
years--I forgot the whole incident. Then, some two months ago, when I
was at Brooch, a fellow gives evidence before me in a burglary case. A
footman called Anthony Lyveden. For a long time I couldn't imagine
where I'd heard the names before. Then something--I'll tell you what
in the smoking-room--brought it all back. Anthony Lyveden was the
nephew of the man whose will I made, and he was named as the sole
legatee.

"In a way it's no affair of mine, and yet I feel concerned. I'll tell
you why. That footman was a gentleman born. Moreover, he was down on
his luck. He didn't look like a fellow who'd run through money, and I
think the old testator was pretty rich. He gave that impression. And
for a will made in such circumstances to go astray it would be easy
enough--obviously. The devil of it is, except for the name of Lyveden,
I can remember nothing else."

The solicitor sipped his port. Then--

"A search at Somerset House," he said slowly, "should give us the
maiden surname of Anthony Lyveden's mother. If she had a brother...."

Sir Giles Molehill raised his eyes and sighed.

"And it never occurred to me," he said. "It's high time I went to the
Court of Appeal."

Two days later his lordship received a letter informing him that a
search at Somerset House had revealed the fact that a son named Anthony
had been born upon the fourteenth of January, 1891, to a Mrs. Katharine
Lyveden, formerly _Roach_.

As he read it, the Judge exclaimed audibly.

The note which he wrote there and then shall speak for itself.

_DEAR BLITHE,_

_Roach was the surname of the testator. Please go on. When you can
submit a Christian name to my memory, please do so. I am not sure that
it will respond, but we can try._

_Yours sincerely,
GILES MOLEHILL._

* * * * *

When Anthony Lyveden had been for a week at Gramarye, he had
reluctantly posted a letter containing his new address. This he had
done because he had p