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Dated this sixteenth day of November, 1906. HENRY GAUKRODGER, 16, Florence Street, Barford, Mill Manager. CHARLES WATSON MARSHALL, 56, Laburnum Terrace, Barford, Cashier." As the last word left his lips Pratt carefully folded up the will, slipped it into an inner pocket of his coat, and firmly buttoned the coat across his chest.

She turned from him and went over to Mrs. Gaukrodger who had watched this scene without fully comprehending it. "Come with me," she said. "You look very tired and you must have some tea and rest awhile come now." Eldrick and Collingwood, left alone, looked at each, other in silence for a moment. Then the solicitor shook his head expressively. "Well, that's over!" he exclaimed.

Your late brother-in-law evidently wrote his will out it's all in his own handwriting and took it down to the Mill with him the very day of the chimney accident. Just as evidently he signed it in the presence of his manager, Gaukrodger, and his cashier, Marshall they signed at the same time, as it says, there. Now I take it that very soon after that, Mr.

"Aye and Gaukrodger, and Marshall, and the steeplejack that had just come down, and another or two," said Cobcroft. "They'd no chance they were standing in a group at the very foot, talking. They were all killed there and then instantaneous. Some others were struck and injured one or two died. Yes, sir, I'm not very like to forget that!" "A terrible experience!" agreed Collingwood.

"How long was it after you saw the signing of those papers that the accident occurred?" asked Collingwood. "It 'ud be twelve or fifteen minutes, as near as I can recollect," replied Cobcroft. "A few minutes after I'd left the private office, Gaukrodger came out of it, alone, and stood at the door leading into the yard, looking up at the chimney.

My notion is that he and those two men Gaukrodger and Marshall, his manager and cashier had signed it not long before the accident, and that Mallathorpe had popped it into the pocket of that book before going out into the yard. Eh? But see if you can get Mr. Eldrick down here, and we'll read it together. And I say this office seems uncommonly stuffy can you open the window a bit or something?

At least Gaukrodger had just signed a paper, and Marshall was taking the pen from him. 'Sign there, Marshall, says Mr. Mallathorpe. And then he went on, 'Now we'll sign this other it's well to have these things in duplicate, in case one gets lost. And then well, then, I went out, and why, that was all."

Gaukrodger in, Dickenson," said Nesta. "Stay I'll come with you, and bring her in myself." She returned a moment later with a slightly built, rather careworn woman dressed in deep mourning the woman in black whom they had seen crossing the park who looked nervously round her as she entered. "What is it you have for me, Mrs. Gaukrodger?" asked Nesta. "Papers belonging to the late Mr.

And what concern is it of yours, Mr. Eldrick? What right have you?" "You are quite right, Mrs. Mallathorpe," said Eldrick. "It is no concern of mine. And so " He turned to the door and as he turned the door opened, to admit the old butler who looked apologetically but earnestly at Nesta as he stepped forward. "A Mrs. Gaukrodger wishes to see you on very particular business," he murmured.

Mallathorpe went out into his mill yard to have a look at the chimney Gaukrodger and Marshall went with him. Before he went, he popped the will into the book, where old Bartle found it yesterday such things are easily done. Perhaps he was reading the book perhaps it lay handy he slipped the will inside, anyway. And then he was killed and, what's more the two witnesses were killed with him.