Still, nothing was ever said by young Gibson till later on, when it was too late, as it turned out.

He went to and from Oxford; he shot and fished with Mr.
Galindo, or came to the Mere to skate in winter-time; was asked to accompany Mr.Galindo to the Hall, as the latter returned to the quiet dinner with his wife and daughter; and so, and so, it went on, nobody much knew how, until one day, when Mr.Galindo received a formal letter from his brother's bankers, announcing Sir Lawrence's death, of malaria fever, at Albano, and congratulating Sir Hubert on his accession to the estates and the baronetcy.

The king is dead--"Long live the king!" as I have since heard that the French express it.
Sir Hubert and his wife were greatly surprised.

Sir Lawrence was but two years older than his brother; and they had never heard of any illness till they heard of his death.

They were sorry; very much shocked; but still a little elated at the succession to the baronetcy and estates.