Lady Dighton shivered as she sat by one of the newly-lighted fires, and bending over to Maurice whispered to him, "For heaven's sake keep the house warmer than poor grandpapa used to do." "Used" already! The new life had begun.
There was nothing in the will but what was pretty generally known.

Mr.
Beresford had made no secret of his intentions even with regard to legacies.

There was one to his granddaughter, with certain jewels and articles which had peculiar value for her; some to old friends, some to servants, and the whole remainder of his possessions real and personal to Maurice Leigh, on the one condition of his assuming the name and arms of Beresford.
It was a very satisfactory will.

Maurice, in his impatience, thought its chief virtue was that it contained nothing which could hinder him from starting at once for Canada.

He told Mr.Payne that he wished to see him for a short time that evening; and after the other guests had gone to bed, the two sat down together by the library fire to settle, as he fancied, whatever small arrangements must be made before his going.
He soon found out his mistake.