Chapter XXXVII. Peter Lets Out a Secret - Page 2

Crawford? Is he in good health?"

"He ain't very well. Ma told me the other day she didn't think he would live long. She got him to make a will the other day."

"Why, this seems to be a conspiracy!" thought Ashcroft. "I'd give something to see that will."

"I suppose he will provide for you and your mother handsomely?"

"Yes; ma said she was to have control of the property. I guess Carl will have to stand round if he expects any favors."

"It is evident this boy can't keep a secret," thought Ashcroft. "All the better for me. I hope I am in time to defeat this woman's schemes."

"There's the house," said Peter, pointing it out.

"Do you think Dr. Crawford is at home?"

"Oh, yes, he doesn't go out much. Ma is away this afternoon. She's at the sewing circle, I think."

"Thank you for serving as my guide," said Ashcroft. "There's a little acknowledgment which I hope will be of service to you."

He offered a half dollar to Peter, who accepted it joyfully and was profuse in his thanks.

"Now, if you will be kind enough to tell the doctor that an old friend wishes to see him, I shall be still further obliged."

"Just follow me, then," said Peter, and he led the way into the sitting-room.