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I never liked him I didn't like his sneaky way of going about the house I didn't like anything of him and he never liked me. I always had a feeling a sort of intuition that he resented my presence in fact, my existence." "Very likely," said Burchill, with a dry laugh. "Well has it ever struck you that there was a secret between Tertius and Jacob Herapath?" Barthorpe started.
"Oh, I remember everything that ever happened in connection with my secretaryship to Mr. Jacob Herapath!" replied Burchill, still bustling. "I shall be ready for anything whenever I'm wanted, Mr. Halfpenny pleased to be of service to the family, I'm sure. Now, you must really pardon me, gentlemen, if I hurry you and myself out I've a most important engagement and I'm late already.
The domestic who answered Barthorpe's double knock at that house shook her head when he designedly asked for Mr. Frank Burchill. Nobody of that name, she said. But on being assured that there once had been a lodger of that name in residence there, she observed that she would fetch her mistress, and disappeared to return with an elderly lady who also shook her head at sight of the caller. "Mr.
Do that at once first thing tomorrow morning." "You don't want to tell the police all this?" asked Selwood. "No! Not at present, at any rate," answered the Professor. "The police have their own methods, and they don't thank anybody for putting them off their beaten tracks. And for the present we won't tell them anything about your seeing Burchill. If we did, they'd be incredulous.
She made a mighty effort to show herself calm, collected, and indifferent, when she presently went down to the study. But she neither shook hands with the caller, nor asked him to sit; instead she marched across to the hearthrug and regarded him from a distance. "Yes, Mr. Burchill?" she said quietly. "You wish to see me?"
We want to know who the man was who came out of the House with him last night so far we don't know. It'll all take a lot of finding out. In the meantime " "In the meantime, you're much more concerned and interested in the will, eh?" said Burchill.
At the entrance to that restaurant there was a bar, whereat it was possible to get a drink. There were two or three men, so occupied, standing at this bar at that moment Carver, leisurely turning to inspect them, suddenly started as violently as Triffitt had started a moment before. "Good heavens!" he muttered. "Burchill!" "Quiet!" commanded Triffitt. "Quiet, all of you. By Gad! this is "
"It does no good, you know. Serious yes. Most serious for you, as I said. But remember only serious for you if the will is good. Eh?" Barthorpe jumped to his feet and thrust his hands in his pockets. He began to pace the room. "Hang me if I know what you mean, Burchill!" he said. "Is that your signature on that will or not?" "How can I say until I see it?" asked Burchill, with seeming innocence.
"Let's postpone matters until then. By the by, did Mr. Tertius say that it was my signature?" "What do you mean!" exclaimed Barthorpe. "Why, of course, he said that he and you witnessed the will!" "Ah, to be sure, he would say so," assented Burchill. "Of course. Foolish of me to ask.
"He was not the man to do anything without good reasons. I think we are here." The landlady of No. 331 opened its door herself to these two visitors. Her look of speculative interest on seeing two highly respectable elderly gentlemen changed to one of inquisitiveness when she heard what they wanted. "No, sir," she answered. "Mr. Frank Burchill doesn't live here now.
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