"My uncle told me on the day of his death that the will would be found in his desk; I supposed that to be it." "It is the will," said Mr.Matiss.

"But he caused me to draw up a later codicil, which revoked the bequest of Verner's Pride.

It is left to you absolutely." Lionel was searching in the desk.

The few papers in it appeared to be arranged with the most methodical neatness: but they were small, chiefly old letters.

"I don't see anything like a codicil," he observed.