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Ng another minute or two to collect his thoughts. This will now under
his hand was very objectionable to him, having been made altogether in
opposition to his own advice, and having thus created that "scolding" of
which the Squire had complained to Isabel. This will bequeathed the
whole of the property to Cousin Henry. It did also affect to leave a
certain sum of money to Isabel, but the sum of money had been left
simply as a sum of money, and not as a charge on the property. Now,
within the last few days, Mr Apjohn had learnt that there were no funds
remaining for the payment of such a legacy. The will, therefore, was to
him thoroughly distasteful. Should that will in truth be found to be the
last will and testament of the old Squire, then it would be his duty to
declare that the estate and everything upon it belonged to Cousin Henry,
and that there would be, as he feared, no source from which any
considerable part of the money nominally left to Miss Brodrick could be
defrayed. To his thinking nothing could be more cruel, nothing more
unjust, than this. He had heard tidings which would make it his duty to
question the authenticity of this will which was now under his hand; and
now had come the moment in which he must explain all this. "The document
which I hold here," he said, "purports to be the last will of our old
friend. Every will does that as a matter of course. But then there may
always be another and a later will." Here he paused, and looked round
the room at the faces of the farmers. "So there be," said Joseph Cantor
the younger. "Hold your tongue, Joe, till you be asked," said the
father. At this little interruption all the other farmers turned their
hats in their hands. Cousin Henry gazed round at them, but said never a
word. The lawyer looked into the heir's face, and saw the great beads of
sweat standing on his brow. "You hear what young Mr Cantor has said,"
continued the lawyer. "I am glad that he interrupted me, because it will
make my task easier." "There now, feyther!" said the young man
triumphantly. "You hold your tongue, Joe, till you be asked, or I'll
lend ye a cuff." "Now I must explain," continued Mr Apjohn, "what passed
between me and my dear old friend when I received instructions from him
in this room as to this document which is now before me. You will excuse
me, Mr Jones,"--this he said addressing himself especially to Cousin
Henry--"if I say that I did not like this new purpose on the Squire's
part. He was