next friend of his injured daughter, I shall make an appeal to the
Orphans' Court," said Doctor Williams, coldly.

"You can do as you please about that; but in the mean time, acting
upon the authority of the will, I shall to-morrow morning set out
with my ward for my own home."

"There may be time to arrest that journey," said Doctor Williams,
arising and taking his hat to go.

In the passage he met Mrs. Rocke.

"Dear Doctor Williams," said Mrs. Rocke, earnestly, "pray come up to
poor Clara's room and speak to her, if you can possibly say anything
to comfort her; she is weeping herself into a fit of illness at the
bare thought of being, so soon after her dreadful bereavement, torn
away from her home and friends."

"Tut! tut! no use in weeping! all will yet be right."

"You have persuaded that man to permit her to remain here, then?"
said Marah, gladly.

"Persuaded him! no, nor even undertaken to do so! I never saw him
before to-day, yet I would venture to say, from what I have now seen
of him, that he never was persuaded by any agent except his own
passions and interests, to any act whatever. No, I have endeavored
to show him that we have law as well as justice on our side, and
even now I am afraid I shall have to take the case before the
Orphans' Court before I can convince him. He purposes removing Clara