8/36 Then he pulled out his Baedeker and began to write his will upon the flyleaf, but his hand twitched so that he was hardly legible. By some strange gymnastic of the legal mind a death, even by violence, if accepted quietly, had a place in the order of things, while a death which overtook one galloping frantically over a desert was wholly irregular and discomposing. It was not dissolution which he feared, but the humiliation and agony of a fruitless struggle against it. Sadie and her aunt lay with their arms round each other, the girl's head pillowed upon the old woman's bosom. Mrs.Belmont was awake, and entered into the scheme in an instant. |