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Burchill left here some time ago," she said. "Nearly six months. I don't know where he is." "Did he leave no address to which his letters were to be sent?" asked Barthorpe, affecting surprise. "He said there'd be no letters coming and there haven't been," answered the landlady. "And I've neither seen nor heard of him since he went."
But I believe that what I have just said is much more in accordance with what we may call the truth of life than what you've said." "If a man sees another man sign a document and witnesses the signature together with a third man who had been present throughout, what would you say was being done?" asked Barthorpe, sneeringly. "Come, now?" "I quite apprehend your meaning," replied Burchill.
The thing was what was to be done? Triffitt was as quick of action as of thought in two seconds he had made up his mind. With another warning glance at the startled girls, he bent across the table to Carver. "Carver!" he whispered. "Do exactly what I tell you. When Burchill goes out, Trixie and I'll follow him.
You know that it lies in a covered carriage way which leads from the side-street into the big quadrangle round which the flats are built. As I went up the side-street, on the opposite side, mind, to the entrance, I saw a man come out of the covered carriage way. That man I knew!" Burchill made a dramatic pause, looking impressively around him amidst a dead silence.
It's quite evident that we must postpone matters until this will is what do you call it? presented, propounded what is it? for probate. Let's turn to something else. My letter to your uncle, for instance. Of course, as you've got it, you've read it." Barthorpe sat down again and stared. "You're a cool customer, Master Burchill!" he said. "By Jove, you are! You're playing some game. What is it?"
Frank Burchill and on that floor, which evidently possessed three flats, there were presumably no other occupants, for the remaining two spaces relating to it were blank. Triffitt took all this in at a glance; another glance showed him a door close by on which was painted the word "Office." He pushed this open and walked inside, to confront a clerk who was the sole occupant.
Police-like, they'll have watched the various seaports much more closely than they'll have watched London streets for Burchill. And Burchill's a clever devil he'll know that he's much safer under the very nose of the people who want him than he would be fifty miles away from their toes! No, it's my opinion that Master Burchill will reveal himself, when the time comes."
Foolish foolish! Or, since that is, perhaps, too strong a word indiscreet. Indiscreet and unnecessary. Say so, pray, to Mr. Jacob Herapath." Barthorpe remained silent a moment; then he put the letter back in the case and gave Burchill a sharp steady look. "Good gracious, man!" he said quietly. "Are you pretending? Or haven't you heard? Say that to Jacob Herapath? Jacob Herapath is dead!"
"You put it very cleverly." "Then why don't you answer my question?" demanded Barthorpe. Burchill laughed softly. "Why not answer mine?" he said. "However, I'll ask it in another and more direct form. Have you seen my signature as witness to a will made by Jacob Herapath?" "Yes," replied Barthorpe. "Are you sure it was my signature?" asked Burchill.
Tertius presented his companion. "I wished to see you about the will of the deceased Jacob Herapath, Mr. Burchill," said Mr. Halfpenny "The will which, of course, you witnessed." Burchill, who was gathering some books and papers together, and had already apologized for not being able to ask his callers to sit down, answered in an off-hand, bustling fashion. "Of course, of course!" he replied. "Mr.
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