He kept some papers an' loose change in
it. It allus sot on the old mantel-piece over the fire-place."
"Tony!" said Stephen, looking hard at the paper, "if that box of gold is
there yet, and that man has been silent and let another take the blame,
it's the smallest, vilest piece of work of which I ever heard."
"Sure 'tis, an' I say let's go an' ax 'im 'bout it."
"But he's at the meeting now."
"Well, all the better. It's right that the people should hear. But say,
Steve, what's that other paper?"
"Oh, I forgot it. Maybe it will explain things further."
"Why, it's Billy's will!" cried Stephen, running his eyes over the closely
written sheets, "and he's left the whole of his property, gold, farm and
all, to you."
"To me! To me!" exclaimed Tony. "Ye must be mistaken."
"Read it for yourself, then," and Stephen passed over the will. "It's all
there in black and white."
As Tony read, his face flushed, and his hands clutched the paper in the
intensity of his feelings. His eyes flashed as he turned them hard upon
Stephen.
"I understand now!" he cried. "That villain has tried to cheat me outer
all this.
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