"I am the niece of Captain Powell, who used to live in Reuben Street.

He once told me you were his lawyer, and I have heard that in his will he has left me some money." "Bless me! You are his niece Valmai! Of course.

I have been wondering when you would turn up, and was really beginning to think I must advertise for you.

I have written to your uncle at Abersethin, but have had no reply." "He never writes if he can help it.

I am very ignorant of money matters and business ways," said Valmai, as Mr.Lloyd handed her a chair, "but would like to know in plain words how much my dear uncle has left me, as I am leaving this part of the country to-morrow." "Not going out of England, I suppose ?" said the lawyer.
"No, oh no; not even out of Wales." "Well, I have your uncle's will here, and I can read it to you at once." "No, indeed," said Valmai, "I don't think I want to hear it read.