“The face of old Mainwaring himself!” he muttered in horror; then added, with an oath, “Fool that I was not to have known it sooner!  That woman lied!”

CHAPTER XX

OPENING FIRE

The first witness called to the stand by Mr. Sutherland was James Wilson.  There were many present who noted the resemblance between him and his son, John Wilson, who had given testimony at the inquest, though unaware of the relationship between them.

“Mr. Wilson,” said the attorney, after the usual preliminaries, “I understand you were for a number of years in the employ of Ralph Maxwell Mainwaring, the testator whose name is affixed to this will; is that so?”

“Yes, sir,” was the reply, while the attention of the crowd was at once riveted upon the witness.

“Will you state how long you were in his employ, and in what capacity?”

“I was his valet, sir, from his twenty-fifth year until the day of his death, a little above thirty-five years, sir; and during his last illness, of about three months, I was with him constantly, you might say, sir.”

“Do you recognize the document just read in your hearing as anything which you have heard before?”

“That I do, sir.”

“State when and under what circumstances you have previously heard it.”

“At the death-bed of Mr. Ralph Mainwaring, sir, twenty-five years ago the seventeenth of last November.  I was present at the making of that will, sir, the night before Mr. Mainwaring died.  I heard him give those words to the lawyer, and then heard them read to him before the will was signed.”

“By whom was it drawn?”

“By Richard Hobson, sir; the man sitting there,” pointing to the shrinking figure of Hobson.

“Do you positively identify that man as the writer of this will?”

“That I do, sir,” with marked emphasis; “when one once sets eyes on the likes o’ him, he’s not likely to forget him soon.”

“Was Richard Hobson the attorney of Mr. Mainwaring?”

“Ah, no, sir,” with evident scorn; “his attorney was Mr. Alfred Barton, the father, sir, of this gentleman,” indicating the English barrister, while the interest of the crowd deepened.

“How, then, was this man employed to draw the will?”

“Mr. Barton was out of town, sir; and as Mr. Mainwaring was dying and naught would satisfy him but to have a lawyer, they brought Mr. Barton’s clerk.”

“State the circumstances under which this will was drawn; was Mr. Mainwaring influenced by any one to make it?”