At least, I know that was the explanation Mr.Gray once gave me of what we all thought the great improvement in Harry Gregson's way of behaving.
My lady hesitated so long about what she had best say, that Harry grew a little frightened at her silence.

A few months ago it would have surprised me more than it did now; but since my lord her son's death, she had seemed altered in many ways,--more uncertain and distrustful of herself, as it were.
At last she said, and I think the tears were in her eyes: "My poor little fellow, you have had a narrow escape with your life since I saw you last." To this there was nothing to be said but "Yes;" and again there was silence.
"And you have lost a good, kind friend, in Mr.Horner." The boy's lips worked, and I think he said, "Please, don't." But I can't be sure; at any rate, my lady went on: "And so have I,--a good, kind friend, he was to both of us; and to you he wished to show his kindness in even a more generous way than he has done.
Mr.Gray has told you about his legacy to you, has he not ?" There was no sign of eager joy on the lad's face, as if he realised the power and pleasure of having what to him must have seemed like a fortune.
"Mr.Gray said as how he had left me a matter of money." "Yes, he has left you two hundred pounds." "But I would rather have had him alive, my lady," he burst out, sobbing as if his heart would break.
"My lad, I believe you.

We would rather have had our dead alive, would we not?
and there is nothing in money that can comfort us for their loss.
But you know--Mr.Gray has told you--who has appointed all our times to die.

Mr.Horner was a good, just man; and has done well and kindly, both by me and you.

You perhaps do not know" (and now I understood what my lady had been making up her mind to say to Harry, all the time she was hesitating how to begin) "that Mr.Horner, at one time, meant to leave you a great deal more; probably all he had, with the exception of a legacy to his old clerk, Morrison.