And afterwards they can amuse
themselves by undoing what they have done. That is their trade. Half of
them make a living by undoing what the others have done. You are ..."
Seymour Michael so far forgot himself as to pause and make a mental
calculation. Arthur saw him do it and never thought of being surprised.
It seemed quite natural that this man should possess data upon which to
base mental calculations.
"... not twenty-one yet?" Michael finished the sentence.
"No."
"So that, you see, they cannot make over the estate to you before the
time your brother comes or--should--come--back."
Arthur understood the emphasis perfectly this time. He was getting on.
"There are," continued Michael, who was eminently methodical, "a few
military formalities, which have had my attention. In fact, I think that
everything has been attended to. In case you should require any
information, or perhaps advice, write to C 74, Smith's Library, Vigo
Street. That is the address on that envelope.
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