I admire her grit immensely.

Ah, yes, here is the real will, in the same handwriting as the letter.

Yes, it gives all to his daughter Faynie.

And here is the spurious one, a good imitation, I admit, still an expert could easily detect the handwriting of Mrs.Fairfax from beginning to end--signature and all.
"I think I will take charge of this one giving all the Fairfax wealth to Faynie." But he did not succeed in transferring it to his pocket, for like a flash it was snatched from his hand.
With a horrible oath, Kendale wheeled about.
One glance, and his eyes fairly bulged from their sockets, his face grew ashen white, his teeth chattered, and the blood in his veins seemed suddenly to turn to ice.
"Great Heaven! It is a ghost!" he yelled at the top of his voice; "the ghost of Faynie!".