Mr.Bunkom was a spidery little man who spun his legal webs in a small dark office at the top of Market Jew Street, a solicitor with a servile manner but an eye like a fox, which dwelt on his eminent confrere from London, as he perused the will, with an expression which it was just as well that Mr.Brimsdown didn't see, so sly and savage was it.

The Penzance spider knew his business.

The will was watertight and properly attested.

The bulk of the property was bequeathed to Austin Turold unconditionally.

There were only two other bequests.