roved at Carmarthen," said Cousin Henry.

"No doubt. A will was proved,--a will that was very genuine if no
subsequent will be found. But, as you have been told repeatedly,
the proving of that will amounts to nothing if a subsequent one be
forthcoming. The great question is this; Does a subsequent will
exist?"

"How am I to know anything about it?"

"Nobody says you do."

"I suppose you wouldn't come here and bring my uncle Brodrick down on
me,--giving me no notice, but coming into my house just when I am at
breakfast, without saying a word to any one,--unless you thought so.
I don't see what right you have to be here at all!"

He was trying to pluck up his spirit in order that he might get rid
of them. Why, oh! why had he not destroyed that document when, on
the previous night, it had been brought out from its hiding-place,
purposely in order that it might be burned?

"It is common, Mr Jones, for one gentleman to call upon another when
there is business to be done," said Mr Apjohn.

"But not common to come to a gentleman's house and accuse him of
making away with a will."

"Nobody has done that," said Mr Brodrick.

"It is very like it."

"Will you allow us to search again? Two of my clerks will be here
just now, and will go through the house with us, if you will permit
it."

Cousin Henry sat staring at them. Not long ago he had himself asked
one of Mr Apjohn's clerks why they did not search again. But then the
framing of his thoughts had been different. At that moment he had
been desirous of surrendering Llanfeare altogether, so that he might
also get rid of Mr Cheekey. Now he had reached a bolder purpose. Now
he was resolved to destroy the will, enjoy the property, and face the
barrister. An idea came across his mind that they would hardly insist
upon searching instantly if he refused. A petition to that effect had
already been made, and a petition implies the power of refusal on the
part of him petitioned.

"Where do you want to look?" he asked.

Upon this Mr Brodrick allowed his eyes to wander round the room. And
Cousin Henry's eyes followed those of his uncle, which seemed to him
to settle themselves exactly upon the one shelf.

"To search the house generally; your uncle's bed-room, for instance,"
said Mr Apjohn.

"Oh, yes; you can go there." This he said with an ill-formed, crude
idea which sprang to his mind at the moment. If they would ascend
to the bed-room, then he could seize the will wh