"Who holds this fortune?"
"I do, madam—yes, the banker is now an old man. He turned the fortune over to me to hold in trust for any heir that might be found, or failing that the money under the original plan as outlined in the letter was to be mine through the banker, who under certain conditions became the heir."
"But how will I prove all the facts in court?"
"There is nothing to prove in court; I alone am to be convinced that you are the heiress, and all I have to do is to transfer the property over to you—yes, let me learn, or rather, be satisfied that you are really Amalie Stevens that was, and the whole property is yours."
"Sir, you are a most extraordinary man."
"I am?"
"You are."
"How?"
"You tell me if the heirs are not found the property is yours."
"That is true; part mine, and part goes to charity."