had long managed successfully John Merrick's vast fortune, and at his solicitation it gave Major Doyle a responsible position in its main office, with a salary that rendered him independent of his daughter's suddenly acquired wealth and made him proud and self-respecting.
Money had no power to change the nature of the Doyles.

The Major remained the same simple, honest, courteous yet brusque old warrior who had won Uncle John's love as a hard working book-keeper; and Patsy's bright and sunny disposition had certain power to cheer any home, whether located in a palace or a hovel.
Never before in his life had Uncle John been so supremely happy, and never before had Aunt Jane's three nieces had so many advantages and pleasures.

It was to confer still further benefits upon these girls that their eccentric uncle had planned this unexpected European trip.
His telegram to Elizabeth was characteristic: "Patsy, Louise and I sail for Europe next Tuesday.

Will you join us as my guest?
If so, take first train to New York, where I will look after your outfit.

Answer immediately." That was a message likely to surprise a country girl, but it did not strike John Merrick as in any way extraordinary.