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"Early in 1882 reat shock to him He nearly fainted at the breakfast-table when he opened it, and from that day he sickened to his death What was in the letter we could never discover, but I could see as he held it that it was short and written in a scrawling hand He had suffered for years froed spleen, but he now became rapidly worse, and towards the end of April ere informed that he was beyond all hope, and that he wished to make a last communication to us

"When we entered his roo heavily He besought us to lock the door and to co our hands, he made a remarkable statement to us, in a voice which was broken as ive it to you in his own very words

"'I have only one thing,' he said, 'which weighs upon my mind at this supreme moment It is reed which has been h life has withheld from her the treasure, half at least of which should have been hers And yet I haveis avarice Theof possession has been so dear to me that I could not bear to share it with another See that chaplet dipped with pearls beside the quinine-bottle Even that I could not bear to part with, although I had got it out with the design of sending it to her You, ra treasure But send her nothing--not even the chaplet--until I aone After all, men have been as bad as this and have recovered

"'I will tell you how Morstan died,' he continued 'He had suffered for years from a weak heart, but he concealed it froh a remarkable chain of circumstances, caht it over to England, and on the night of Morstan's arrival he caht over here to claim his share He walked over from the station, and was admitted by my faithful Lal Chowdar, who is now dead Morstan and I had a difference of opinion as to the division of the treasure, and we ca out of his chair in a paroxyser, when he suddenly pressed his hand to his side, his face turned a dusky hue, and he fell backwards, cutting his head against the corner of the treasure-chest When I stooped over him I found, to my horror, that he was dead