I shall still have everything to do for you under the will; and while you mustn't expect me to see you often, just for the present time, at least, you know I shall do everything as faithfully as if nothing had occurred.

You must write to me whenever you think my judgment or advice would do you any good.
And I shall be always looking after things that you don't understand, and taking care of your interests, whether you hear from me or not.
You'll always be sure of that, whatever may occur." "Oh," I faltered, with a sudden frightened feeling of loneliness and loss, in the midst of my new freedom, "I can't feel as if it were all over." "I don't know how this terrible mistake about the will occurred," he went on, without noticing what I said: "it was only a--mercy that I found it when I did.

It was between the leaves of a book, an old volume of Tacitus; I took it down to look at the title for the inventory, and it fell out." "That was the book he had in his hand when I saw him last, that night before he died." "Yes?
Then after you went up-stairs I suppose he was thinking of you, and he took out the will to read it over, and maybe left it out, meaning to lock it up again in the morning." "And in the morning he was not well," I said, "and perhaps went away leaving it lying on the book; I remember, Ann said there were several papers lying on the table, when she arranged the room." "No doubt," said Richard, "she shut it up in the book it laid on, and put it on the shelf.

But it is all one how it came about.

The will is all correct and duly executed.