Except the judge, young Hargrave was the only one there who clearly understood what those wordy provisions meant.

As the reading progressed Dory's face flushed a deep red which slowly faded, leaving him gray and haggard.

His father's beloved project! _His_ father's! To carry out his father's project, Arthur and Adelaide, the woman he loved and her brother, were to lose their inheritance.

He could not lift his eyes.

He felt that they were all looking at him, were hurling reproaches and denunciations.
Presently Judge Torrey read: "I make this disposal of my estate through my love for my children and because I have firm belief in the soundness of their character, and in their capacity to do and to be.