Uncle Frank took up his residence at the Hall. I hated him from
the beginning. He was a wicked man and always had been. I don't
believe what the affidavits said.
"Well, he soon learned that I was to be the heir. Everybody knew it. I
was at the University. Grandfather had sent me there. It was my second
year, for I had gone in very young. When I went home for the Christmas
holidays, Uncle Frank was practically running the place. Grandfather
didn't really trust him, I'm sure of that. They had a couple of
violent scenes New Year's week up in the library. It was something
about money. Grandfather told me a little about it, but not much. He
said Uncle Frank wanted him to change his will, claiming it was not
fair to him, who had been so wrongfully accused. My grandfather told
me that he would never change it. He might leave a certain amount in
trust for Uncle Frank, but Jenison Hall was not to go to any Jenison
whose name had ever been blackened.
"One day I went up to Richmond to spend the night with some college
friends. My uncle Frank was already there, on business he said. Well,
I found out what his business was--accidentally, of course.
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