He looked up and met Mr. Wright's eye; the latter, too affected to speak,
took out the money and passed it over.

"We never know what may happen to us," said the old man, solemnly, as he
rose and buttoned his coat. "I'm an old man and I like to have things
ship-shape. I've spent nearly the whole day with my lawyer, and if
anything 'appens to my old carcass it won't make any difference. I have
left half my money to George; half of all I have is to be his."

In the midst of an awed silence he went round and shook hands.

"The other half," with his hand on the door--"the other half and my best
gold watch and chain I have left to my dear young pal, Charlie Hills.
Good-bye, Georgie!"