The will was very short. Mr. Strange had drawn it up himself before sailing for Europe. The substance has been already given. Mr. Strange left everything he possessed to Mr. Eustace Smith, of Avranches, gentleman, and Mr. Sampson Trampleasure, of Falmouth, solicitor, in trust for his daughter, Mirelle, till she attained the age of twenty-three, and empowering them to expend from it such moneys as were needed for her entertainment and education. They were constituted sole guardians, trustees, and executors.
Mr. Battishill uttered a groan.
'That scoundrel again!'
'But, sir, this is Trampleasure, not Tramplara.'
'It is the same. He writes himself Trampleasure, but nobody dreams of calling him anything but Tramplara.'
'He is constituted her guardian.'
'Yes; but associated, fortunately, with another, Mr. Eustace Smith.'
'But should he renounce?'
'Then good-bye to Mirelle's six thousand pounds. It will go down Wheal Polpluggan.'
'Wheal what?'