It was a bitter blow to him when the Club died.
Finally, there wasn't any Corrigan Castle.

He had invented that, too.
It was wonderful--the whole thing; and altogether the most ingenious and laborious and cheerful and painstaking practical joke I have ever heard of.

And I liked it; liked to bear him tell about it; yet I have been a hater of practical jokes from as long back as I can remember.

Finally he said-- "Do you remember a note from Melbourne fourteen or fifteen years ago, telling about your lecture tour in Australia, and your death and burial in Melbourne ?--a note from Henry Bascomb, of Bascomb Hall, Upper Holywell Hants." "Yes." "I wrote it." "M-y-word!" "Yes, I did it.

I don't know why.