"Has there been any administrator appointed for Ewing"s estate?"
"No, not yet. I reckon I must take out papers next court day, as he was of age when he died. It"s only a matter of form, I reckon, as there are no debts."
"Well, my only reason for asking is I hold Ewing"s note for two hundred and twenty-five dollars. I"m in no hurry, only I wanted to act regularly and get it in shape by presenting it."
"You have Ewing"s note? Why, what is it for?" asked Major Pagebrook in astonishment.
"Borrowed money," answered the doctor.
"Borrowed money? But how did he come to borrow it?"
"Well, the fact is Ewing got to playing bluff with Foggy one day just before he got sick, and Foggy fleeced him pretty badly, and I lent him the money to pay out with. He didn"t want to owe it to Foggy, you know."
"Have you the note with you?" asked Maj. Pagebrook.
"No. It"s in my office; but I can get it if you"d like to look at it."
"No; it"s no matter, if you can tell me the date."
"It bears date November 19th, I think."
"Just one day after he came of age," said Maj. Pagebrook. "Well, I"ll see about it, Charles," and with this the two gentlemen separated.
Major Pagebrook rode homeward, meditating upon the occurrences of the morning. He had determined to manage his own business hereafter without tolerating improper interference upon the part of his wife, and he was in position to do this, too, except with regard to the home plantation, which, as Ewing had informed Robert, was held in Cousin Sarah Ann"s name. Major Pagebrook was a quiet man and a long-suffering one. He liked nothing so much as peace, and to keep the peace he had always yielded to the more aggressive nature of his wife. But he felt now that the time had come for him to a.s.sert his supremacy in business matters, and he determined to a.s.sert it very quietly but very positively. One point was as good as another, he thought, for the purpose, and this newly-discovered debt of Ewing"s gave him an excellent occasion for the self-a.s.sertion upon which he had resolved. Several times of late he had mildly suggested to Cousin Sarah Ann the propriety of putting Ewing"s papers into Billy Barksdale"s hands for examination, so that the boy"s affairs might be properly and legally adjusted. To every such suggestion Cousin Sarah Ann, who carried the key of Ewing"s portable desk, had turned a deaf ear, saying that there were no debts one way or the other, and that she "wouldn"t have anybody overhauling the poor boy"s private papers." Now, however, Major Pagebrook had made up his mind to put the desk into Billy"s hands without asking the excellent lady"s consent.
"Don"t take my horse, Jim," he said to his servant upon arriving at home, "I am going to ride again presently. Just tie him to the rack till I want him."
Going into the house, he met Cousin Sarah Ann, to whom he said:
"Sarah Ann, I will write my own letters and attend to my own business hereafter, and I"ll thank you not to sign my name for me again. You have placed me in a very awkward position, and I can"t explain it to anybody without exposing you. Understand me now, please. I will not tolerate any such interference in future."
Ordinarily Cousin Sarah Ann would have been ready enough with a reply to such a remark as this, but just now she was fairly frightened by her husband"s tone and manner. She saw at a glance that he was in very serious earnest, and she knew him well enough to know that it would not do to provoke him further. She was always afraid of him, even when she was riding rough-shod over him. When he seemed most submissive and she most aggressive, she was in the habit of scanning his countenance very carefully, as an engineer watches his steam gauge. When she saw steam rising, she usually had the safety valve--a flood of tears--ready for immediate use. Just now she saw indications of an explosion, which appalled her, and she dared not face the danger for a moment. Without reply, therefore, she sank, weeping, into the nearest chair, while her husband walked into her room, opened her wardrobe, and took from it the little desk in which his son"s letters and papers were locked. Coming back to her he said:
"I will take the key to this desk, if you please."
She looked up with a frightened countenance, and asked:
"What for?"
"I want to open the desk."
"What are you going to do with it?"
"I"m going to put it into my lawyer"s hands."
"Wait then. I must look over the papers first."
"No; Billy will do that."
"But there"s some of mine in it, private ones."
"It doesn"t matter. Billy will sort them and return yours to you."
"But he _sha"n"t_ look at my papers."
"Give me the key, Sarah Ann."
"I can"t. It"s lost."
"Very well, then," said he, taking his knife from his pocket, breaking the frail lock, and walking out of the house without another word.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "VERY WELL, THEN."]
Cousin Sarah Ann was thoroughly overcome. She knew that her husband had received the reply to her letter, which she had meant to receive herself, and she knew too that her mastery over him was at an end, for the present at least. Worse than all, she knew that the desk and its contents would inevitably go into Billy Barksdale"s hands, and she had her own reasons for thinking this the sorest affliction possible to her.
There was no help for it now, however, and she could do nothing except throw herself on her bed and shed tears of bitter mortification, vexation, and dread.
Meanwhile Major Pagebrook galloped over to Shirley, with the desk under his arm. The conversation already reported between Billy and Miss Sudie, was hardly more than finished when he dismounted and walked into the young lawyer"s office.
He opened his business by telling Billy about the note held by Dr.
Harrison.
"I don"t understand it," he said. "Harrison says the note is dated November 19th, which was just one day after Ewing came of age, and I remember that Ewing was taken sick on the morning of his birthday--very sick, as you know, and never left his bed afterwards."
"When was Ewing at the Court House last?" asked Billy.
"Not since the day Robert left."
"Did he owe Harrison any money that you know of?"
"No; but Harrison says Foggy won that much from him, and he had to borrow to pay it."
"You are sure, however, that Ewing could not possibly have had a chance to sign the note after he came of age?"
"Of course he couldn"t. He was delirious from the very first, and we never left him."
"I think I see how it is," said Billy. "Foggy and Charley Harrison are too intimate for any straight dealings. I reckon Charley was as deeply interested in the winnings as Foggy was, but they have made Ewing execute the note to Charley for money borrowed to pay Foggy with so that it would be legally good. They made him date it ahead, too, so that it would appear to have been executed after Ewing came of age. They didn"t antic.i.p.ate his sickness, and they haven"t thought to compare dates. I think we can beat them this time, when they get ready to sue."
"But we mustn"t let them sue, Billy," said Major Pagebrook. "I would never consent to plead the baby act or to get out of it by any legal quibble if the signature is genuine, as I reckon it is. That wouldn"t be honorable. No, I shall pay the note off; and I only want to know whether I must charge it to Ewing"s estate or not, after taking out administration papers. If I can, I ought to, in justice to the other children. If I can"t, I must pay it myself. Look into it, please, and let me know about it. I have brought you Ewing"s desk, so you can look over all his papers and attend to all his affairs for me. I want to get everything straight." So saying he took his leave.
CHAPTER XXIX.
_Mr. Barksdale, the Younger, Goes upon a Journey._
Not until the next morning did Mr. Billy find time to examine the papers in Ewing"s desk. Indeed, even then he deemed the matter one of very little consequence, inasmuch as the papers, whatever they might happen to be, were probably of no legal importance, being of necessity the work of a minor. There might be memoranda there, however, and possibly a will disposing of personal property, which, under the law of Virginia, would be good if executed by a minor over eighteen years of age.