I am aware of what it contains." "In that case, you must know, madam, that the money goes to a certain person whose name is mentioned in a sealed envelope, now in my office safe." "Who is the person ?" demanded Garvington, with a gleam of hope that Pine might have made him the legatee.
"I do not know, my lord.

Sir Hubert Pine wrote down the name and address, sealed the envelope, and gave it into my charge.

It can only be opened when the ceremony of marriage takes place between--" he bowed again to Lady Agnes and this time also to Lambert.
"Pine must have been insane," said Garvington, fuming.

"He disguises himself as a gypsy, and comes to burgle my house, and makes a silly will which ought to be upset." "Sir Hubert never struck me as insane," retorted Jarwin, putting the disputed will into his black leather bag.

"A man who can make two million pounds in so short a space of time can scarcely be called crazy." "But this masquerading as a gypsy and a burglar," urged Garvington irritably.
"He was actually a gypsy, remember, my lord, and it was natural that he should wish occasionally to get back to the life he loved.