“Atonement!—in what way?” demanded Chetwynd.
“By restoring the whole of the property I have wrongfully taken from you and your sister. There is my will,” she added, pointing to it. “When you examine it you will see what I have done, and I trust you will be satisfied.”
Chetwynd stared at her in astonishment, almost doubting whether he heard aright.
“Convince yourself that I have spoken the truth,” she said.
Chetwynd opened the will, and glanced at its contents.
She kept her eye fixed upon him as he did so.
“I see it is in your own handwriting,” he remarked.
“But do you perceive that I have left my entire property, excepting certain bequests, to yourself and Mildred?”
“I do,” he replied.
“Do you likewise notice that I have appointed you and your friend, Sir Bridgnorth Charlton, joint executors of my will?”