His foster-mother was no end proud of him, and loved him as her own son. Among professions he had chosen the bar, and was now one of Sydney's most promising young barristers. Grannie had discovered, reared, and educated him. By finding a flaw in deeds, or something which none but lawyers understand, they had deprived him of all his property and left him to sink or swim. He was grandmamma's adopted son, and was the orphan of very aristocratic English parents who had left him to the guardianship of distant relatives.
Having heard much of him, I was curious to see him.
This young gentleman always spent Christmas at Caddagat, but as he had just recovered from an illness he was coming up for a change now instead. Uncle Julius had taken a run down to Sydney before returning to Caddagat, and was to be home during the first week in September, bringing with him Everard Grey.
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