My fears are all gone.
"The same Power that put me in this world and has given me so many
blessings, with some sorrows, so that I would properly appreciate the
blessings, will take care of me in the next. I have never been a
wicked woman, but often a foolish one. The most foolish thing I have
ever done was to doubt the faith your wife had that you were still
alive. She's an angel.
"Give me a sup of that wine, Quincy," she continued, "I haven't
smoked a cigarette since I promised Alice I wouldn't. Wasn't that
self-denial? Now, there's a very important matter that needs
attention. I told you when you married Alice that when I died you
should have everything. Don't interrupt me. Believing you were dead I
made a new will and left everything to your son."
She drew a paper from under the bedclothes.
"Here it is. Burn it up. The other one is in the hands of my
solicitor in London."
Quincy laid the will upon the bed.
"Aunt Ella, I shall not burn the will nor destroy it. I am satisfied
with the disposition of your fortune. I should have been equally well
satisfied if you had possessed other heirs. But, did you leave your
property to Quincy Adams Sawyer Junior?"
Aunt Ella's eyes snapped with some of their old fire.
"I've got it right. I have described my heir so carefully that there
can be no mistake. Don't you imagine that there is a chance for you
to break my will.
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