"Used" already! The new life had begun.

There was nothing in the will but what was pretty generally known. Mr.
Beresford had made no secret of his intentions even with regard to
legacies. There was one to his granddaughter, with certain jewels and
articles which had peculiar value for her; some to old friends, some to
servants, and the whole remainder of his possessions real and personal
to Maurice Leigh, on the one condition of his assuming the name and arms
of Beresford.

It was a very satisfactory will. Maurice, in his impatience, thought its
chief virtue was that it contained nothing which could hinder him from
starting at once for Canada. He told Mr. Payne that he wished to see him
for a short time that evening; and after the other guests had gone to
bed, the two sat down together by the library fire to settle, as he
fancied, whatever small arrangements must be made before his going.

He soon found out his mistake. In the first place the solicitor, who had
a powerful and hereditary interest in the affairs of Hunsdon, was
shocked beyond expression at the idea of such a voyage being undertaken
at all. Here, he would have said if he had spoken his thoughts, was a
young man just come into a fine estate, a magnificent estate in fact,
and one of the finest positions in the country, and the very first thing
he thinks of, is to hurry off on a long sea-voyage to a half-barbarous
country, without once stopping to consider that if he were to be
drowned, or killed in a railway accident, or lost in the woods, the
estate might fall into Chancery, or at the best go to a woman. Mr. Payne
mentally trembled at such rashness, and he expressed enough of the
horror he felt, to make Maurice aware that it really was a less simple
matter than he had supposed, and that his new fortunes had their claims