Mrs. Manford's Will Was the Best in the World

Nona Manford's plans were unchangeable. One might as well have tried to bring down one of the pyramids by poking it with a parasol. She had wanted to speak to her mother about something rather important. The evening before, in the queer little half-form mind of her sister-in-law, Jim Wyatt. There was nobody on earth as dear to Nona as that same Jim. Her elder by six or seven years, and who had been brother, comrade, guardian, almost father to her.