“It reverts to me absolutely.”
“Does Dr. Lord know the provisions of your father’s will?”
“Yes, sir. He has seen it.”
“Does he know that you telegraphed for me?”
“No.”
“Very well. Now, I shall have to leave you,” said Nick; “but I shall probably return in the afternoon. In the meantime do not disclose my presence or identity to anybody.”
And as he moved toward the door, he added:
“I think you might send for the undertaker, and have the body placed in the coffin at once.”
Nick immediately walked in the direction of the telegraph office.
Having arrived there, he sent the following telegram in usual cipher:
“Mrs. Nicholas Carter, New York City: Send Ida to Philadelphia immediately. Tell her to stop at usual hotel. I will telegraph her instructions this evening.”
From here he walked
