They'll probably say they haven't seen him for ever so long, but that you can hear of him through Professor Rossiter.

I dare say it's a silly idea of mine, but what I fear sometimes--is that if the fact comes out that _I_ was David Williams, some Vaughan or Price or other Williams may call the old man's will in question and get it put into Chancery, get the money taken away from poor old Bridget Evanwy and the village hall which I've endowed.

That's all.

If it wasn't that I've disposed of my supposed father's money in the way I think he would have liked best, I shouldn't care a hang if they found out the trick I'd played on the Benchers.

D'you see ?" _Frank_: "I see." The next day Vivie wisely spent in bed, healing her wounds and resting her limbs which after the mental excitement was over ached horribly.