There must be proof somewhere, too. Can it be possible," he went on, with
a start, "that they are in Mrs. Montague's hands? If so, she is liable to
destroy them, and thus plunge my pretty little client into endless
trouble. It is strange that her uncle, Dinsmore, could not have been more
sensible and left some definite information regarding the child. But I am
going to do my best for her, and though I never had quite so mysterious a
case before, I believe the very obscurity which invests it only adds
interest to it."
Mrs. Montague was in a terrible passion after her lawyer had left. She
sprang to her feet and paced the floor from end to end, with angry steps,
her face almost convulsed with malice and hatred.
"Can it be possible that I am going to have that battle to fight over
again, after all these years?" she muttered; "that the child is going to
rise up to avenge the wrongs of her mother? What if she does? Why need I
fear her? I have held my own so far, and I will make a tough fight to do
so in the future. Possession is said to be nine points in law and I shall
hold on to my money like grim death. I never could--I never will give up
these luxuries," she cried, sweeping a covetous glance around the
exquisitely furnished room.
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