Add a codicil by which my children and grand-children share equally. Draw a draft in favor of my grand-son, Walter Wallace, for one thousand pounds.
The draft was presented and signed.
Now get one of those blank commissions and fill it out in the second grade.
It was a great effort for the Admiral to sign it on account of pain.
There, he said as he threw the pen down. That is my last official act. Place the draft and commission in an envelope directed to Captain Davis with directions that it shall not be opened until the morning of the day on which the Reindeer shall start on her next voyage.
It shall be done, said the lawyer.
The Admiral beckoned them all to come near.
My earthly business is completed, he said. Now let me bid my children and friends farewell.
The folding doors opened, and in walked the Lieutenant, followed by Cora, Walter, Lord Wallace and Captain Davis. The Admiral extended his hand and said: