A Noble Life by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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"Yes. The good--or harm--that might be done with it is incalculable." "I feel that--at least I am beginning to feel it." And for a time the earl sat silent and thoughtful; the old lawyer fussing about, putting papers and debris of all sorts into their right places, but feeling it awkward to resume the conversation. "Mr. Menteith, are you at liberty now? For I have quite made up my mind. This matter of the will shall be settled at once. It can be done?" "Certainly." "Sit down, then, and I will dictate it. But first you must promise not to interfere with any disposition I may see fit to make of my property." "I should not have the slightest right to do so, Lord Cairnforth." "My good old friend! Well, now, how shall we begin?" "I should recommend your first stating any legacies you may wish to leave to dependents--for instance, Mrs. Campbell, or Malcolm, and then bequeathing the whole bulk of your estates to some one person-- some young person likely to outlive you, and upon whom you can depend to carry out all your plans and intentions, and make as good a use of your fortune as you would have done yourself. That is my principle as to choice of an heir. There are many instances in which blood is not |
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