"You do, though," resumed Lord Acorn, stretching out his boots to catch the warmth of the fire. "You get ten thousand pounds." The words were to the countess as a very sop in the pan. Her fiery face became a little calmer. "Are you sure?" she asked. "Quite sure," nodded the earl. "You don't get it, though, without conditions. Only the interest for life; the sum itself then goes to Grace, here. I congratulate you, Gracie, my dear." Grace let fall her shuttle; her colour rose. "Oh, papa! And--what do my sisters have?" she added, ever, in her unselfishness, thinking of others. "Mary, Harriet, and Frances have a thousand pounds each; Sarah and Adela only some trinkets as a remembrance. I suppose Margery thought they were well married, and did not require money." "And, papa, who else comes in?" asked Grace, glancing across at her mother, who sat beating her foot on the carpet. "Who else? Let me see. Thomas Cleveland has two thousand pounds. And Mrs. Dalrymple, the elder, has a thousand. And several of Margery's servants are provided for. And I think that's about all I remember." "The furniture at Court Netherleigh?" interrupted Lady Acorn. "Who takes that?" "Grubb; he takes everything belonging to the house and estate; everything that was Sir Francis Netherleigh's. He is left residuary legatee. Margery Upton has only willed away what was her own of right." "As if he wanted it!" grumbled Lady Acorn. "The less one needs things, the more one gets them, as it seems to me. The baronetcy is to be renewed in him, Betsy." "The baronetcy! In _him!_" "Sir Francis wished it. There won't be much delay in the matter, either. Margery Upton put things in train for it before she died." Lady Acorn could only reply by a stare; and there ensued a pause. "The idiot that little minx Adela has shown herself!" was her final comment. "Court Netherleigh, it seems, would have been hers." The little minx Adela, wasting away with fever in her Swiss abode, knew nothing of all this, and cared less. The barest items of news concerning it came to the MacIvors; Grace wrote to Harriet to say that Court Netherleigh had been willed to Mr. Grubb, not to her father; but in that first letter she gave no details. That much was told to Adela. She aroused herself sufficiently to ask who had Court Netherleigh, and was told that Margery Upton had left it to Mr. Grubb. "I knew he was a favourite of hers," was all the comment she made; and, but for the sudden flush, Lady Harriet might have thought the news was perfectly indifferent to her: and she made no further allusion to it, then or afterwards.