himself did; they had not been there when his mother, dying, had told him that he was her son.
"We quit," the lawyer said to Lampert. "If she had no kid, what's to be gained?"
Peewee understood still better. Beman had not attacked the false evidence of marriage; he had instead taken away the stake for which Lampert had played—the claim on Walter Markyn through Peewee's mother. Peewee was not capable of putting this so plainly for himself, but he comprehended the significance of it from the manner of Lampert and the lawyer. Lampert, he appreciated, did not any longer believe himself to be Peewee's grandfather, and Peewee was grateful to Beman for that, even though he himself still realized the relationship. Lampert and Rubenwall, still examining the paper, were talking together in low tones. They did not know that it was Peewee who had set Beman on them, and thus indirectly had defeated them.
Did what Beman had done to them mean that he no longer intended that Mrs. Markyn should
