I've seen you for what you are--one woman out of
hundreds, of thousands. There isn't going to be any woman in my
life, after you.--Would you mind handing me that paper, please?"
He passed the document to her opened. "Here's what I meant to do
if I didn't come through. It wasn't much. But I am to pay; and if
I had died, that was all I could pay. That's my last will and
testament, my dear girl. I have left you all I have. It is a
legal will. There'll never be any codicil."
She looked at him straight. "It is not valid," she said. "Surely
you are not of sound mind!"
He looked about him at the room, for the first time in his memory
immaculately neat. From a distance there came the sound of a
contented servant's voice. An air of rest and peace seemed in some
way to be all about him. He sighed. "I never will be of sound
mind again, I fear.
"Make this paper valid!" he suddenly demanded. "Give me my sound
mind too. You've given me back my body sound."
Her lips parted in a smile sufficient to show the row of her white
and even teeth, "You are getting well.
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