"Isn't Kenneth to inherit Elmhurst, after all ?" "Me! Me inherit ?" exclaimed the boy.
"That is what she promised me," declared Patsy, while tears of indignation stood in her eyes, "I saw her sign it, myself, and if she has fooled me and destroyed the signature she's nothing but an old fraud--and I'm glad she's dead!" With this she threw herself, sobbing, upon a sofa, and Louise and Beth, shocked to learn that after all their cousin had conspired against them, forebore any attempt to comfort her.
But Uncle John, fully as indignant as Patricia, came to her side and laid a hand tenderly on the girl's head.
"Never mind, little one." he said.

"Jane was always cruel and treacherous by nature, and we might have expected she'd deceive her friends even in death.

But you did the best you could, Patsy, dear, and it can't be helped now." Meantime the lawyer had been fumbling in the box, and now drew out the genuine will.
"Give me your attention, please," said he.
Patsy sat up and glared at him.
"I won't take a cent of it!" she exclaimed.
"Be silent!" demanded the lawyer, sternly.

"You have all, I believe, been told by Miss Merrick of the terms of this will, which is properly signed and attested.

But it is my duty to read it again, from beginning to end, and I will do so." Uncle John smiled when his bequest was mentioned, and Beth frowned.
Louise, however, showed no sign of disappointment.