You have made my life miserable--ay, and that of my sweet, motherless, tender little Faynie, until, in sheer desperation, she has fled from her home on the night I write this, and my grief is more poignant than I can well endure.
"You must feign neither surprise nor indignation when it is learned that my will gives all my fortune to Faynie, save the amount set aside for you.
"HORACE FAIRFAX." "Well! By all that's wonderful, if this isn't a pretty how-do-you-do.
Mrs.Fairfax and her girl are penniless, and I came so near marrying Claire.

I have found this thing out quite in the nick of time.

The girl is clever enough, but it takes money, and plenty of it, to make me put my head into the yoke of matrimony.
"I must find this will he speaks of.

It will be here unless the woman has been shrewd enough to destroy it, and women never are clever enough to burn their telltale bridges which lie behind them, and that's how they get found out--at last.
"I see through the whole thing now.

Mrs.Fairfax trumped up a will in favor of herself, a brilliant scheme.