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At last she sat down blushing, and wrote a little note, and rang the bell
for Sarah, and sent it courageously into the dining-room.
Sarah very prudently listened at the keyhole before entering, for she
said to herself, "If they are talking free, I shan't go in till it's
over."
The persons so generously suspected were discussing a parchment Alfred
had produced, and wanted signed: "You are our trustee, my boy," said he
to Edward: "so just write your name here, and mine comes here, and the
witness's there: the Doctor and Sarah will do. Send for a pen."
"Let's read it first, please."
"Read it! What for?"
"Catch me signing a paper without reading it, my boy."
"What, can't you trust me? " inquired Alfred, hurt.
"Oh yes. And can't you trust me?"
"There's a question: why I have appointed you my Trusty in the Deed; he,
he."
"Well then trust me without my signing, and I'll trust you without
reading."
Sampson laughed at this retort, and Alfred reddened; he did not want the
Deed read. But while he hesitated, Sarah came in with Julia's note,
asking him to come to her for a minute.


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