I wouldn't
stop here by myself for any sum of money that could be offered me. What
do we want the pen and ink for? Are you to write, or am I?"
"You are to write, sir," said Mrs. Lecount. "The means taken for
promoting your own safety are to be means set in motion, from beginning
to end, by yourself. I suggest, Mr. Noel--and you decide. Recognize
your own position, sir. What is your first and foremost necessity? It
is plainly this. You must destroy your wife's interest in your death by
making another will."
He vehemently nodded his approval; his color rose, and his blinking eyes
brightened in malicious triumph. "She shan't have a farthing," he said
to himself, in a whisper--"she shan't have a farthing!"
"When your will is made, sir," proceeded Mrs. Lecount, "you must place
it in the hands of a trustworthy person--not my hands, Mr. Noel; I am
only your servant! Then, when the will is safe, and when you are safe,
write to your wife at this house. Tell her her infamous imposture
is discovered; tell her you have made a new will, which leaves her
penniless at your death; tell her, in your righteous indignation, that
she enters your doors no more.
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