I take for granted you are still in the old place, and, like all the Ingletons I ever met, alive and kicking.
"Yours out of debt,-- "Ralph Headland." Captain Oliphant read and re-read this curious letter, and hummed a tune to himself.

He gave a professional twitch to each of the hundred-pound notes, and held them up one after the other to the light.

Then he examined the post-mark on the envelope, and failed to decipher the name of the town.
"Very singular," said he to himself, tapping his fingers on the envelope.

"Quite like a chapter in a story.

Really it restores one's faith in one's fellow-man to find honesty asserting itself in this way after thirty-six years' suppression.