He knelt beside her and put his arm about the poor , crushed body . `` I must hurry , '' she said faintly . `` I ca n't die with it on my mind . Rose -- it 's all hers -- all . There was a will -- he made it -- old Gra n'ther Palmer . He always hated me . I found it before he died -- and read it . He left everything to her -- not a cent to me nor his son 's child -- we were to starve -- beg . I was like a madwoman . When he died -- I hid the will . I meant -- to burn it -- but I never could . It 's tortured me -- night and day -- I 've had no peace . You 'll find it in a box -- in my room . Tell her -- tell Rose -- how wicked I 've been . And my boy -- what will become of him ? Rose hates him -- she 'll turn him out -- or ill-treat him -- '' Telford lifted his white , drawn face . `` I will take your child , Min . He shall be to me as my own son . '' An expression of unspeakable relief came into the dying woman 's face . `` It is good -- of you .
I can die -- in XXXXX -- now .
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