the room to assure herself that no other person was present, "do you really suppose either of 'em knowed about the will?"
At this question, Mr. Templeton contracted the muscles of the forehead till his scalp approached his eyebrows, as if Satan betrayed the guiding of his heart by disfiguring his face, and answered,
"I don't care whether they know it or not, now; I made a sure thing in getting the place cl'ar on 'em. Brother James trusted every thing to Joe. I know there were two copies of the will. One is safe, I bet; the other James had hidden away some'ers, and I charged you to make thorough hunt for it at the farm."
"Yes; didn't I spend three days a huntin', when Sary Ann was down o' the fevers? I searched every nook and corner, and nary will is there, that is certain," insisted Mrs. Templeton, holding her stocking near the candle to see the last stitches as she "toed it off." "I don't see what has become of it, unless it was sent to Mary, or the boys, for safety."
"I don't thi