Seeing that the will disposed of two millions sterling, it was a remarkably abrupt document, and the reading of it took the hearers' breath away.
Garvington, relieved from the fears of his guilty conscience, was the first to recover his power of speech.

He looked at the lean, dry lawyer, and demanded fiercely if no legacy had been left to him.

"Surely Pine did not forget me ?" he lamented, with more temper than sorrow.
"You have heard the will," said Mr.Jarwin, folding up the single sheet of legal paper on which the testament was inscribed.
"There are no legacies." "None at all." "Hasn't Pine remembered Silver ?" "He has remembered nothing and no one save Lady Agnes." Jarwin bowed to the silent widow, who could not trust herself to speak, so angered was she by the cruel way in which her husband had shown his jealousy.
"It's all very dreadful and very disagreeable," said Lady Garvington in her weak and inconsequent way.

"I'm sure I was always nice to Hubert and he might have left me a few shillings to get clothes.

Everything goes in cooks and food and--" "Hold your tongue, Jane," struck in her husband crossly.