"What should you do with the estate if I left it you?" the Squire said to her the first moment she was again back with him.
This was a question she could not answer instantly. She stood by his bedside for a while thinking,--holding her grandfather's hand and looking down upon the bed. He, with his rough watery old eyes, was gazing up into her face, as though he were trying to read her thoughts. "I think I should give it to my brother," she said.
"Then I'm d---- if I'll leave it to you," said he.

"What should you do with the estate if I left it you?" the Squire said to her.
She could not answer instantly. She stood by his bedside thinking, and holding her grandfather's hand. "I think I should give it to my brother," she said.
"Then I'm d-- if I'll leave it to you," said he.
