I can afford it very well," she said cheerfully, as he
still hesitated, "and I dare say it will be useful to you."
The man took the money and touched his hat, and sat quiet until the
door opened, and Mr. Withers in a dressing-gown and holding a candle
appeared.
"You have done quite right in bringing the lady up here," Mr. Withers
said; "but you need not go talking about it in the village."
"Very well, sir; I will say nothing about it. Good-night, sir.
Good-night ma'am."
"My dear Mrs. Conway, what has happened to bring you here at this hour
of the night?" Mr. Withers asked as he closed the door behind. "Did I
understand you to say that you have got it? Is it possible that you
have found the will?"
"Quite possible, Mr. Withers. Here it is in its envelope, with the
seals unbroken."
"You astound me!" Mr. Withers exclaimed. At this moment Mrs. Withers
made her appearance at the top of the stairs, her husband having
briefly said as he hurried out of the room that it was Mrs. Conway.
"Amy," he said, "here is Mrs. Conway. And, what do you think? she has
brought the missing will with her."
With an exclamation Mrs. Withers ran downstairs and threw her arms
round Mrs. Conway. "You dear brave creature," she said, "I have been
longing to speak to you for the last six months. It seems so unnatural
your being close to us, and my not being able to see you, And you have
really found the will? I can hardly believe it.
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