After a little consultation this plan was resolved upon. We four were to meet in the Chamber of Myths at noon on the following day.
After this I took my leave, ordered a hansom, and drove to Mr Gray’s.
He was in and disengaged. I entered his room without any delay. The moment he saw my face he jumped up, seized my two hands, shook them heartily, and exclaimed—
“You have succeeded, Miss Lindley. I know by your face that you have succeeded.”
“I have found this,” I answered, holding up the packet.
“Yes, yes; in finding that you have found everything. What a relief this is to me. That eccentric clause of the will was the last straw to try the temper of any man. Now let me congratulate you. I do so most heartily.”
“I don’t know what for; this solid packet may mean nothing to me.”
“Oh! but it does.”
“You know its contents then?”
“Perfectly. Sit down, read your letter; know for yourself what a fortunate—what a really fortunate girl you are.”