She took Augusta's hand and kissed it, and blessed her for having saved her child, till suddenly, somewhat to the relief of the latter, the butler opened the door and said that two gentlemen wanted very particularly to speak to Miss Smithers.

And then she was once more handed over to her old enemies, the interviewers; and after them came the representatives of the company, and then more special reporters, and then an artist from one of the illustrated papers, who insisted upon her giving him an appointment in language that, though polite, indicated that he meant to have his way; and so on till nearly midnight, when she rushed off to bed and locked her door.
Next morning Augusta appeared at breakfast dressed in an exceedingly becoming low dress, which Lady Holmhurst sent up to her with her hot water.

She had never worn one before, and it certainly is trying to put on a low dress for the first time in full daylight--indeed, she felt as guilty as does a person of temperate habits when he is persuaded to drink a brandy and soda before getting up.

However, there was no help for it; so, throwing a shawl over her shoulders, she descended.
"My dear, do let me see," said Lady Holmhurst, as soon as the servant had left the room.
With a sigh Augusta uncovered her shoulders, and her friend ran round the table to look at them.

There, on her neck, was the will.