She found it long ago, but did
not think it valid, and only kept it out of sight because she thought
it would make me unhappy."
"It is a pity she did not go a step further," observed Bobus. "Why
did she produce it now?"
"I found it. Boys, you must know the whole truth, and consider how
best to screen your sister. Remember she was very young, and fancied
a thing on a common sheet of paper, and shut up in an unfastened
table drawer could not be of force, and that she was doing no harm."
Then she told of her loss and recovery of what she called some
medical memoranda of their father, which she knew Janet wanted,
concluding—-"It will surely be enough to say I found it in his old
bureau."
"That will hardly go down with Wakefield," said Bobus; "but as I see
he stands here as trustee for that wretched child, as well as being
yours, there is no fear but that he will be conformable. Shall I
take it up and show it to him at once, so that if by any happy chance
this should turn out waste paper, no one may get on the scent?"
"Your uncle! I was so amazed and stupefied yesterday that I don't
know whether I told him, and if I did, I don't think he believed me."
"Here he comes," said Barbara, as the wheels of his dog-cart were
heard below the window.
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