"Where's this going?" he asked.
"I'll show you," said the boy, and they made a procession up the stairs, Bert leading and the women bringing up the rear, full to the lips of questions ready to pour out upon Matt, who was smiling, eyes twinkling under his burden, at the amazed countenances of Miss Burridge and Veronica.
"Where's your Uncle Nick?" asked Veronica when they reached the bedroom.
"No," said Bert quickly; "no, he isn't coming."
"Isn't?" cried Miss Burridge as Blake set the trunk down. "Matt, has Mr. Gayne come into money?"
"This Mr. Gayne has," returned Blake, grinning and indicating the boy.
"No, my name isn't Gayne any more," said Bert gravely. "I am Herbert Loring, Second."
"That so?" said Matt. "There you have it, ladies. You've read about the Prince and the Pauper, haven't you? You sent away the pauper and got back the prince."
"Yes," said the boy; "my grandfather gave me all these things because he didn't need money any more."
While the boy spoke, Blake noticed that he was looking at Nicholas Gayne's trunk.