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Rh He read aloud—

Gumford Railway Station.

"Your uncle died last night, bequeathing his estates to you. Peaceful end.

""

"Very wealthy, was he not?" remarked the little man.

"Worth about £200,000," was his friend's reply.

"Courtenay, I congratulate you. You are worthy of this."

"Not too fast, old fellow, there may be some mistake. 'There's many a slip 'twixt the cup and the lip.'"

"No fear of that. I always thought you'd come out right."

"No, you did not, excuse me," remarked the clergyman, wringing the doctor's hand; "you said faith would not do it—and it has."

"Then the work can go on, sir?" inquired Elms.

"Yes, I hope so, on a somewhat larger scale, perhaps. I can see daylight now, I think," said the doctor, "though I am somewhat dazed."