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Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider), 1856-1925

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"And suppose I were to die?" I asked.
"Then the boy must become a ward of Chancery and take his chance. Only
be careful that the iron chest is passed on to him by your will. Listen,
Holly, don't refuse me. Believe me, this is to your advantage. You are
not fit to mix with the world--it would only embitter you. In a few
weeks you will become a Fellow of your College, and the income that you
will derive from that combined with what I have left you will enable you
to live a life of learned leisure, alternated with the sport of which
you are so fond, such as will exactly suit you."
He paused and looked at me anxiously, but I still hesitated. The charge
seemed so very strange.
"For my sake, Holly. We have been good friends, and I have no time to
make other arrangements."
"Very well," I said, "I will do it, provided there is nothing in this
paper to make me change my mind," and I touched the envelope he had put
upon the table by the keys.
"Thank you, Holly, thank you. There is nothing at all.


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