I am sorry, oh, so sorry, about the money--but it is not my fault that I did not know who old David was.

I hope now that everything will be right, when I am out of the way.

I did not tell you--but before I left London I asked the kind gentleman, Sir Francis Vesey, to let me make a will in case any accident happened to me on my way home.

He arranged it all for me very quickly--so that everything I possess, including all the dreadful fortune that has parted you from me,--now belongs to you.

And you will be a great and famous man; and I am sure you will get on much better without me than with me--for I am not clever, and I should not understand how to live in the world as the world likes to live.