“‘In that Chest,’ says he, ‘and in that place, lyes the grand Deed, or Charter of the Estate, which conveys the Inheritance, and without which the Family will be ruin’d, and turn’d out of Doors.’
“After this Discourse, and the Doctor promising to go down into the Country and dispatch this important Commission; the Apparition putting on a very pleasant and smiling Aspect, thank’d him, and disappeared.
“To the Country the Doctor accordingly went and was courteously received. After the Doctor had been there some time, he observed the Gentleman receiv’d him with an unexpected Civility, tho’ a Stranger, and without Business. They entered into many friendly Discourses, and the Doctor pretended to have heard much of the Family, (as, indeed, he had) and of his Grandfather; ‘from whom, Sir,’ says he, ‘I perceive the Estate more immediately descends to yourself.’
“‘Ay,’ says the Gentleman, and shook his Head, ‘my Father died young, and my Grandfather has left things so confus’d, that for want of one principal writing, which is not yet come to Hand, I have met with a good deal of trouble from a couple of Cousins.’
“‘But I hope you have got over it, Sir?’ says he.
“‘No truly,’ says the Gentleman, ‘to be so open with you, we shall never get quite over it unless we can find this old Deed; which, however, I hope we shall find, for I intend to make a general Search for it.’
“‘I wish with all my Heart you may find it, Sir,’ says the Doctor.
“‘I don’t doubt but I shall; I had a strange Dream about it but last Night,’ says the Gentleman.
“‘A Dream about the Writing!’ says the Doctor. ‘I hope it was that you should find it then?’ ‘I dream’d,’ says the Gentleman, ‘that a strange Gentleman came to me, that I had never seen in my Life, and help’d me to look it. I don’t know but you may be the Man.’
“‘I should be very glad to be the Man, I am sure,’ says the Doctor.”