It vanished on the night of his arrest and has not been found." A shiver ran down the woman's form.

The blood seemed to drain from her face; a new terror gripped her heart.
"I have been fooled," she moaned, "Everything is lost.

Money, honor,--everything! I cannot keep my promise to these men." "Perhaps you simply mistook the source of the message," ventured the lawyer cautiously.
Moved by the woman's distress, Britz came forward, the missing will in his hand.
"Mrs.Collins is right as to the inheritance," he said.

"I have the will.

You may read it." He passed the document to the lawyer, who read it with undisguised satisfaction.
"Yes, Mr.Whitmore has left you the residue of his estate," he affirmed, addressing the woman.