scended to beg for help from him—and what do you think she will say of me when the truth comes out? And there are whole regiments of nephews—and cousins galore—and the entire family are what grandpapa calls 'litigious'—they 'd rather go to law than not—oh, I can shut my eyes and see the way these people will hound me for that money, that after all should be theirs."
Farebrother was grave enough now. He rose and went and stood by her.
"Money, my dear Miss Corbin, is like electricity or steam, or any other great force—it is dangerous when it is unmanageable. However, he said, lightly, "as I've had to part with some lately, I've had to call up all the old saws against it that I could think of."
"But I don't believe you are very sorry about your money."
"Sorry? Then you don't know me. I experienced the keenest regret when I discovered that, according to my father's will, I came out at the little end of the horn in the event of disaster, because, as the dear old gentleman said, I was well able to take care of myself. Of course I said the handsome thing—when the crash came—especially to Colonel Corbin,
