Those who remained stepped out upon the piazza and watched it; then began to bustle about for their own carriages.

One after another they drove away.

Mr.
Kingo said to Mr.Sutler that he believed the will was in the hands of Mr.Budlong Dinks, and would be opened in the morning.

They looked around the place, and remarked that Miss Wayne would probably become its mistress.
"Mrs.Alfred Dinks seems to be a very--a very--" said Mr.Kingo, gravely, pausing upon the last word.
"Very much so, indeed," replied Mr.Sutler, with equal gravity.
"And yet," said Mr.Grabeau, "if it had been so ordered that young Mr.
Dinks should marry his cousin, Miss Wayne, he would--that is, I suppose he would--;" and he too hesitated.
"Undoubtedly," replied both the other gentlemen, seriously, "without question it would have been a very good thing.

Mr.Burt must have left a very large property." "He made every cent tell," said Mr.Sutler, taking the reins and stepping into his carriage.
"Rather--rather--a screw, perhaps ?" inquired Mr.Grabeau, gravely, as he took out his whip.
"Awful!" replied Mr.Kingo, as he drove away.
The last carriage went, and the stately old mansion stood behind its trees deserted.