The extraordinary will of Julian Edermont caused a no less extraordinary sensation. Pursuant to the instructions of his late client, Carver caused the contents of the will to be published in almost every newspaper of the three kingdoms, and the advertisement was copied and printed and talked about all over the world. Many of the leading London dailies a leading article to discussing the of the . Of these lucubrations none was more noteworthy than that of the Morning Planet.  
"Here is a chance for our amateur and professional detectives," it said. "A to the curiosity; a magnificent reward to repay the solution of the same. Mr. Edermont, a , in the Red House, near Canterbury, has been barbarously murdered, and fifty thousand pounds are now offered for the discovery and of his murderer. It seems that the dead man had a past, and that that past had an enemy. For twenty years Mr. Edermont lived in strict , and took extraordinary precautions to ensure his safety. But all in vain. The man or woman--for no one is aware of the sex of the assassin--discovered the victim, and carried out the revenge in a peculiarly fashion. There is nothing to show how the assassin came or went; but the time of the committal of the crime has been by the evidence of Miss Carew, the of the deceased. She fancied she heard a cry, and immediately afterwards the hall clock struck one. There can be no doubt that Miss Carew really did hear a cry, and was not dreaming, as she fancied, and that such cry was the last appeal of the poor victim for mercy.
 
"In the will of Mr. Edermont, he mentions that the story of his life is set in a manuscript locked up in his bureau. It is evident that the assassin knew of the existence of this , for, immediately after committing the crime, he--we will assume by way of argument that the criminal is a man--rifled the desk, and made off with the paper containing an account of his for revenge. He knew that such paper would him, and that with its aid the officers of the law would have little difficulty in putting a rope round his neck. Doubtless such story gave his name--possibly his address--and he was aware that it thus his safety. But be this as it may, one fact : that the assassin has stolen the sole clue to his discovery, and it would seem that the death of Julian Edermont must remain wrapped in mystery.
 
"But fifty thousand pounds! Will anyone permit this death to go unavenged when he can gain such a reward? A fortune for life, and the consciousness of having done his duty to the dead man and to society. No doubt our inglorious Vidocques, our amateur Sherlock Holmes, will set to work to the mystery and gain the reward. The Red House, near Canterbury, will become the of pilgrim detectives from all parts of the world. Nevertheless, in spite of their , in spite of their greed, we doubt whether the mystery will ever be solved. The sole clue, so far as we can see, is to be found in the past life of the dead man. The tale of that past life is set forth in a certain paper; such paper is in the possession of the assassin, who is himself unknown. To find the paper, they must find the assassin; without the paper the assassin cannot be found; and so matters are at a . We shall await the development of this extraordinary case with interest; but we doubt whether the fifty thousand pounds will ever be claimed. Julian Edermont is dead and buried; his assassin has escaped with the story of the motive for the crime in his pocket. Here the case stands. What light can be thrown on this darkness? What clue can be found to the cunning murderer? We wait the answer from the possible man or woman who can honestly claim fifty thousand pounds."
 
While the papers talked thus, while people wondered, and would-be winners of the reward set their wits to work on the facts of the case, Dora remained at the Red House. No change was made in her life, or in that of Joad. In conjunction with Meg, the girl still looked after the domestic details of the ; and Joad still came and went from nine to nine. He became after the death of his friend, and hardly addressed a word to Dora. But she was aware that he constantly watched her in a manner, which in the end became exceedingly annoying. Had the terms of the will been less clear, she would have left the Red House, or have induced Joad to confine his life to his own cottage. But in order to exist, and draw her poor of two hundred a year, she was forced to live in the house, with Joad, dirty, disreputable and , at her elbow. She disliked the man exceedingly, the more so as she had a suspicion that he admired her; but, as she was by the terms of the will, she could do nothing.
 
Nevertheless, she became aware, as the days went by, that she would have to make some change in her life. It was impossible that she should go on living with an servant and an admiring satyr. It was equally impossible that she could continue to remain at with Allen after the last interview. He neither came near her nor wrote a line to comfort her; and, angered as she was at his heartless and conduct, she made up her mind to see him. In one way or the other she would bring the matter to an end, and treat him either as a stranger or as her affianced lover.
 
Again, she wished to see Carver as to her financial position. By the will she had been left certain moneys and the Red House; but she also, as she understood, an income of five hundred pounds, which came to her from her parents, and once or twice Mr. Edermont had informed her that she was entitled to so much; but he stated also that he was saving it up for her against the time she came of age.
 
As Dora was now twenty-one, she expected that the accumulations would be considerable. Making allowance for the amounts given to her at various times, she concluded that she was entitled to close on eight thousand pounds. If this were so--as she could from Mr. Carver--it was her intention to change her mode of life should Allen prove .
 
"I shall give up the Red House and the two hundred a-year," thought Dora, making her plans, "and, after investing my eight thousand pounds with the aid of Mr. Carver, I shall go to London. I cannot live any longer in the company of that creature"--for so she termed the learned Joad. "And if Allen is resolved to break off the engagement, there is nothing to keep me here. Mr. Edermont is dead; Allen, for some reason, is , and I am all alone. I shall take my life in my own hands, and go to London."
 
It never entered her head to earn the reward. She was completely ignorant as to how her late had come to so untimely an end. Lady Burville might have explained, but after the crime she had gone to London, and Dora did not know where to find her. Mr. Pallant might have given a hint, but he had left Hernwood Hall also. Dora saw no way of solving the mystery; and even if she did the truth, she scarcely felt herself called upon to revenge the death of Mr. E............