Chapter 37

“I forgot it.” Miss Morton spoke nonchalantly, as if contradicting oneself was a matter of no moment. “Then you knew of your legacy before Miss Van Norman died?” “Yes, now that I think of it, I believe I did.” She was certainly a difficult witness. She seemed unable to look upon the questions as important, and her answers were given either in a flippant or savage manner. “Then why did you go to Miss Van Norman’s room to look for her will that night?” “Her will? I didn’t!” “No, not the will that bequeathed you the h…