"I think it's hard on David." He spoke as if yielding to her wish. "I do
think it is hard. If he did make this will, and it is lost through
chance or fraud, I think it is very hard that his last wishes should be
disregarded, and his memory should suffer in all right-minded people's
opinions. Of course, it is for you to decide, but I own I should
otherwise feel it wrong to leave a stone unturned if anything could be
done to restore his good name."

He felt that Rose was terribly troubled, but he could not quite realise
what it was to her to disturb her hardly-won peace of mind and calm of
conscience.

"If it were not for the money!" she faltered. "I shall get to long for
that money; so many people become horrid when they have a lawsuit about
a fortune. It has always seemed to me that if the money is only for
one's self one might leave it alone, and then, after all, if we went to
law and failed, things would be much worse than they were before."

"Well," said Edmund, slightly exasperated but controlling himself. "I
don't mean to do anything definite yet, but we ought to find out if we
can make a case of it. We can always stop in time if we can't get what
we want, but it's worth while to try. It is not merely the money--the
less you dwell on that the better. Seriously, I think it would be very
wrong that, through any fastidiousness of yours, David's memory should
not be cleared if it is possible to clear it."

The last shot had this time reached the mark. After a few minutes'
silence Rose said in a very low voice: