new shoes, and I leave her my Bible."
Thus far; then Roy gave a tired sigh. Dudley having entered completely into the spirit of the thing looked up and said eagerly, "There's your telescope, you know, Roy! If you leave it to me, I'll let you look through it when we're off on our travels."
"I shall never travel with no legs—besides I shall be dead. I'll leave my telescope to you."
Dudley subsided at once; then after a silence he asked meekly, "Is that enough?"
"Yes, I'm so tired, put—'I leave all my old clothes to the village boys, and my cricket bat and stumps to Ben'—but wait a minute, Dudley—there are all the servants, and I've got such heaps of books and toys—I think we'll leave it like that."
Dudley looked at his paper with some pride.
"I've only made six mistakes and three blots," he said; "now may I drop the sealing wax over it? I've got a lovely red piece in my pocket."
"I think I have to write my name at the bottom first, I know father did. Give me the pen."
Dudley handed it, and wondered why Roy's fingers shook so as he signed his name.
"Is that all?"