Sir Everhard FitzArmond picked up the paper and read
its contents. It was Lord Oakhurst's will, bequeathing
all his property to a scientific institution which should
have for its object the invention of a means for extracting
peach brandy from sawdust.
Sir Everhard glanced quickly around the room. No
one was in sight. Dropping the will, he rapidly transferred
some valuable ornaments and rare specimens of gold and
silver filigree work from the centre table to his pockets,
and rang the bell for the servants.
III - THE CURSE
Sir Everhard FitzArmond descended the stairway of
Oakhurst Castle and passed out into the avenue that led
from the doorway to the great iron gates of the park.
Lord Oakhurst had been a great sportsman during his
life and always kept a well-stocked kennel of curs, which
now rushed out from their hiding places and with loud
yelps sprang upon the physician, burying their fangs in his
lower limbs and seriously damaging his apparel.
Sir Everhard, startled out of his professional dignity
and usual indifference to human suffering, by the personal
application of feeling, gave vent to a most horrible and
blighting CURSE and ran with great swiftness to his
carriage and drove off toward the city.
-- ----rr-r I
Henry, O., 1862-1910. Rolling Stones. Garden City, New York. The Portal to Texas History. http://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth139359/. Accessed May 30, 2016.