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10/7/2016 <strong>The</strong> <strong>Secret</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Old</strong> <strong>Clock</strong><br />
"You mean <strong>the</strong>re was ano<strong>the</strong>r will?" Nancy inquired eagerly.<br />
"Of course. Why, I saw that will with my own eyes!"<br />
"You saw it!" Nancy gasped.<br />
<strong>The</strong> old woman nodded gravely. "Mind, I didn't see what was in <strong>the</strong> will. One day Josiah came to call and give<br />
me some money. Right <strong>of</strong>f I noticed he had a bunch <strong>of</strong> papers in his hand. 'Abby,' he said, 'I've made a new will.<br />
I didn't bo<strong>the</strong>r with a lawyer. I wrote it myself.' "<br />
"How long ago was that?" Nancy asked quickly.<br />
"Let me see." Abby Rowen frowned thoughtfully. "I can't remember <strong>the</strong> exact date. It was this past spring.<br />
Anyway, Josiah hinted that he'd done well by me. 'But, Josiah,' I said, 'are you sure it's legal to write it yourself?'<br />
'Of course it is,' he said. 'A lawyer told me it was all right, just so long as I wrote it myself and signed it. But I<br />
did have it witnessed.' "<br />
"Do you know who witnessed <strong>the</strong> will?" Nancy broke in.<br />
"No. He didn't say."<br />
"Haven't you any idea what became <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> will?" Nancy asked hopefully.<br />
"Well, I remember Josiah did say something about putting it where nobody could get it unless <strong>the</strong>y had legal<br />
authority. But I really don't know what became <strong>of</strong> it."<br />
"Are you certain that was all Mr. Crowley said?" Nancy inquired gently. She recalled <strong>the</strong> Turners saying that<br />
Abby had become forgetful.<br />
<strong>The</strong> elderly woman shook her head and sighed. "Many a night I've lain awake trying to think what else he did<br />
say about where he would put <strong>the</strong> will. I just can't recollect."<br />
"Try to think!" Nancy begged.<br />
"I can't remember," Abby Rowen murmured hopelessly. "I've tried and tried." She leaned against <strong>the</strong> cushions<br />
and closed her eyes, as though <strong>the</strong> effort had exhausted her.<br />
At that very moment <strong>the</strong> clock on <strong>the</strong> mantel chimed twelve. Abby's eyes fluttered open and an odd expression<br />
passed over her face.<br />
For an instant she stared straight before her, <strong>the</strong>n slowly turned her head and fastened her eyes on <strong>the</strong> clock.<br />
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