If Hughie finds the key, he wondered if you'd go over Uncle's papers to-night.

The will is there." "The will!" said Kenny.

He put wood on the fire in some excitement.

A miser's will! Joan's eyes were tender.
"Kenny, how good you've been!" "Nonsense!" he said brusquely.
"Hughie said so, too.

And Hannah and Hetty.