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y, if not a little tremblingly, to tear
the covering which was to reveal to her the wishes of a man, who
evidently had thought of her and her happiness in his last hours. She
unfolded the two pages covered with scrawling handwriting, but her
faded eyes could make nothing of the strange hieroglyphics traced
upon them, and she handed the letter to Mr. Thornton, saying:

“I guess it can’t be nothin’ private. You read it; I left my glasses
in my work-basket.”

Mr. Thornton adjusted his pince-nez and read:

MY DEAR DRUSILLA:

You will allow me to call you that, as it is the first and will be
the last time that I will so address you; consequently you will
pardon the seeming undue familiarity.

I first want to say that I regret that I did not know of your
existence earlier, when perhaps I could have made life easier for you
–although quite likely I would have added to its perplexities. We are
the last of a good family: you, Drusilla Doane, an inmate of a
charitable institution, and I, Elias Doane, million