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Viner, glancing at Lord Ellingham and at Mr. Carless, saw that Mr. Pawle's words had impressed them greatly, the solicitor especially. He nodded sympathetically, and Mr. Pawle went on speaking. "Listen here, Carless!" he continued. "Mr. Viner and I have been investigating this case as far as we could, largely to save a man whom we both believe to be absolutely innocent of murder.

And are Marketstoke and Wickham and Ashton all one and the same man?" "Upon my word, it's a strange muddle!" exclaimed Viner. "Nothing as yet to what it will be," remarked Mr. Pawle sententiously. "Come on I'm famishing. Let's lunch and then we'll go back to town." Another surprise awaited them when they walked into Mr. Pawle's office in Bedford Row at four o'clock that afternoon.

And as soon as he got into Pawle's private room, the old solicitor jerked his thumb at the door by which Viner had entered, and smiled significantly. "See that girl outside?" he asked. "She's the reason of my ringing you up." "Yes?" said Viner. "But what why? More mystery?" "Don't know," said Mr. Pawle. "I've kept her story till you came.

If Mr. Pawle's theory is correct, the position, my lord, is this. The young lady we hear of is Countess of Ellingham in her own right! She would not be the first woman to succeed to the title: there was a Countess of Ellingham in the time of George the Third. She would, of course, have to prove her claim before the House of Lords if made good, she succeeds to titles and estates.

Pawle and Viner went away, ruminating over the recent events, and walked to the old lawyer's offices in Bedford Row. Mr. Pawle's own particular clerk met them as they entered. "There's Mr. Roland Perkwite, of the Middle Temple, in your room, sir," he said, addressing his master. "You may remember him, sir we've briefed him once or twice in some small cases. Mr.

And out of Pawle's Churchyard came three hundred which wist not of the others." For the most part all was involved in the semi-darkness of the summer night, but here and there light came from an upper window on some boyish face, perhaps full of mischief, perhaps somewhat bewildered and appalled.

Pawle's message to Miss Wickham, but before he rose from his own table, a message arrived by Miss Wickham's parlour-maid would Mr. Viner be kind enough to come to the house at once? At this, Viner excused himself to his guests and hurried round to Number Seven, to find Miss Wickham and Mrs.

Pawle's room, and who rose from his chair with alacrity as the old lawyer entered with Viner at his heels, was an alert, sharp-eyed person of something under middle-age, whose clean-shaven countenance and general air immediately suggested the Law Courts. And he went straight to business before he had released the hand which Mr. Pawle extended to him.