"My poor brother! my dear brother!" He was interrupted by a cry, a single shrill, heartbreaking cry; and Philip fell senseless to the ground.
No one heeded him at that hour--no one heeded the fatherless BASTARD.
"Gently, gently," said Mr.Robert, as he followed the servants and their load.

And he then muttered to himself, and his sallow cheek grew bright, and his breath came short: "He has made no will--he never made a will.".