Her eyes, dim with watching, weary with grief, searched the lawyer's unfathomable face.

"His unhappy daughters ?" she repeated to herself, vacantly.

"He talks as if there was some worse calamity than the calamity which has made them orphans." She paused once more; and rallied her sinking courage.

"I will not make your hard duty, sir, more painful to you than I can help," she resumed.

"Show me the place in the will.