The girl seemed to be afraid to touch the package, but at last she picked it up.
Opening the envelope, which looked nearly ready to fall to pieces, she drew forth a paper and opened it.
The first line startled her.
“What is it?” asked the boy.
Margie said nothing, but her eyes dilated.
“It’s a will, you said, Margie?”
“It’s more than that, Billy. It’s the true story of Mother Flintstone’s life.”
“Then it is important, sure enough.”
Margie read on, her face changing color, and at last she reached the end of the page.
“Mother Flintstone left behind her an important document,” she remarked.