Chapter 44

“Yes,” he replied thickly in a half whisper, “I know him.” “He has drawn up the codicil for you to sign.” She might as well have added the words “like a good little boy.” Mr. Baldwin made no reply. He appeared for the moment to have forgotten that they were there. “Cabel!” said Mrs. Baldwin in a metallic tone, stepping toward the bed. “Cabel—pay attention!” The old man shrank back as if he had been slapped in the face. “I’m listening,” he protested feebly, blinking. “Sit down, won’t you?” directed the wife. “He’s a…