Everything else was devised and bequeathed "to my nephew, the son of my sister, Claudius, _privat-docent_ in the University of Heidelberg, Grand Duchy of Baden, Germany." And it appeared that the surplus, after deducting all legacies and debts, amounted to about one million and a half of dollars.
Claudius carefully reread the papers without betraying the smallest emotion.

He then put them back in the envelope, and opening a small iron cash-box, which stood on a shelf of the book-case, locked up will, letter, power of attorney, and all.

Then he shook his long limbs, with a sigh, and having rolled a thick cigarette, lighted it, and sat down in his chair to think.

The shadows were deepening, and the smoke of his tobacco showed white against the gloom in the room.

The news he had just received would have driven some men crazy, and certainly most people would experience some kind of vivid sensation at finding themselves suddenly endowed with immense wealth from a quarter where they did not even suspect it existed.