As soon as he had fully realized what the will meant, his nerves had stopped feeling and his brain had stopped thinking.

Adelaide next noted Dory, and grew cold from head to foot.

All in a rush it came over her how much she had relied upon her prospective inheritance, how little upon herself.

What would Dory think of her _now_?
And Ross--what a triumph for him, what a narrow escape! Had he suspected?
Had others in the town known that of which they of the family were in complete ignorance?
Oh, the horror of the descent--the horror of the rude snatching away of the golden aureole! "Father, father, how could you do it?
How could you hurt us so ?" she muttered.

Then, up before her rose his face with that frightful look in the eyes.