In fact, so entirely did it slip his memory that--on the plea of Pine's newly discovered origin--he did not desire the body to be placed in the family vault.

But the widow wished to pay this honor to her husband's remains, and finally got her own way in the matter, for the simple reason that now she was the owner of Pine's millions Garvington did not wish to offend her.

But, as such a mean creature would, he made capital out of the concession.
"Since I do this for you, Agnes," he said bluntly, when the question was being decided, "you must do something for me." "What do you wish me to do ?" "Ah--hum--hey--ho!" gurgled Garvington, thinking cunningly that it was too early yet to exploit her.

"We can talk about it when the will has been read, and we know exactly how we stand.

Besides your grief is sacred to me, my dear.