The theater was crowded. Miss Lotta Lauriere was preparing for her performance when her assistant spoke the name of Mr. Gillian.
"Let it in," said Miss Lauriere. "Now, what is it, Bobby? I'm going on stage in two minutes."
"It won't take two minutes for me. What do you say to a little thing in the jewelry line? I can spend one thousand dollars."
"Say, Bobby," said Miss Lauriere, "Did you see that necklace Della Stacey had on the other night? It cost two thousand two hundred dollars at Tiffany's."
Miss Lauriere was called to the stage for her performance.
Gillian slowly walked out to where his cab was waiting. "What would you do with a thousand dollars if you had it?" he asked the driver.
"Open a drinking place," said the driver, quickly. "I know a place I could take money in with both hands. I've got it worked out--if you were thinking of putting up the money."
"Oh, no," said Gillian. "I was just wondering."
Eight blocks down Broadway Gillian got out of the cab. A blind man sat on the sidewalk selling pencils. Gillian went out and stood in front of him.
"Excuse me, but would you mind telling me what you would do if you had a thousand dollars?" asked Gillian.
The blind man took a small book from his coat pocket and held it out. Gillian opened it and saw that it was a bank deposit book.
It showed that the blind man had a balance of one thousand seven hundred eighty-five dollars in his bank account. Gillian returned the bank book and got back into the cab.
"I forgot something," he said. "You may drive to the law offices of Tolman & Sharp."
Lawyer Tolman looked at Gillian in a hostile and questioning way.
"I beg your pardon," said Gillian, cheerfully. "But was Miss Hayden left anything by my uncle's will in addition to the ring and the ten dollars?"
"Nothing," said Mr. Tolman.
"I thank you very much, Sir," said Gillian, and went to his cab. He gave the driver the address of his late uncle's home.
Miss Hayden was writing letters in the library. The small, thin woman wore black clothes. But you would have noticed her eyes. Gillian entered the room as if the world were unimportant.
"I have just come from old Tolman's," he explained. "They have been going over the papers down there. They found a..." Gillian searched his memory for a legal term. "They found an amendment or a
post-script or something to the will. It seemed that my uncle had second thoughts and willed you a thousand dollars. Tolman asked me to bring you the money. Here it is."
Gillian laid the money beside her hand on the desk. Miss Hayden turned white. "Oh!" she said. And again, "Oh!"
Gillian half turned and looked out the window. In a low voice he said, "I suppose, of course, that you know I love you."