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Halfpenny showed a decided incredulity and dissent. "I don't see it," he answered. "Don't see it at all, Cox-Raythwaite. What is there in it? What clue can there be in the fact that Barthorpe picked up a hundred pound bank-note from his uncle's writing-desk?
He turned to Professor Cox-Raythwaite. "I'll put the same question to you?" he said. "Do you know who he is?" "And I give you the same answer, sir," answered the professor. "No doubt!" said Barthorpe, still sneeringly. "The fact is, neither of you know who he is. So I'll tell you. He's an ex-convict. He served a term of penal servitude for forgery forgery, do you hear?
"All of us," said Selwood, thinking it was time a man spoke. "Cox-Raythwaite, Mr. Tertius, myself. That's a fact, anyhow, so you'd better grasp it." Barthorpe straightened himself and looked keenly at Selwood. Then he spoke naturally and simply. "I'm much obliged to you, Selwood," he said. "I'd shake hands with you if I could.
"Why did you not come back at once?" asked Cox-Raythwaite. Dimambro spread out his hands. "Oh, I have my business very particular," he said. "Besides, it has nothing to do with me, eh? I don't see no no connection between me and that no! But in time, I do come back, and then he tell you," he broke off, pointing to Burchill. "He tell you better, see?"
What a surprise for him if the thing comes to a definite head, and but let us see what Friday morning brings." Friday morning brought Barthorpe to Mr. Halfpenny's offices in good time. He came alone; a few minutes after his arrival Peggie Wynne, nervous and frightened, came, attended by Mr. Tertius and Professor Cox-Raythwaite. All these people were at once ushered into Mr.
Halfpenny nudged Professor Cox-Raythwaite. "I say stop!" exclaimed Barthorpe. "There's some explanation " He was about to lay a hand on the door when Mr. Halfpenny touched a bell which stood in front of him on the table. And at its sharp sound the door opened from without, and Burchill fell back at what he saw fell back upon Barthorpe, who looked past him, and started in his turn.
And there was scarcely a soul who had heard the evidence before the coroner and the magistrate who did not believe that both the suspected men were guilty and that both when Burchill had been caught would ere long stand in the Old Bailey dock and eventually hear themselves sentenced to the scaffold. One man, however, believed nothing of the sort, and that man was Professor Cox-Raythwaite.
Tertius, who had seemed to be relapsing into a brown study on the edge of the pavement, woke up into some show of eagerness. "Yes, yes!" he said. "Yes, by all means let us go to Cox-Raythwaite. I'm sure that's the thing to do. And there's another man the chauffeur. But yes, we'll go to Cox-Raythwaite first. Tell your man to drive to the corner of Endsleigh Gardens the corner by St.
Triffitt suddenly grasped his companion's shoulder, twisting him round towards the door. His lips emitted a warning to silence; his eyes signalled Carver to look. Burchill came out of the doors, closely followed by Dimambro. Jauntily swinging his walking-cane he began to descend, affecting utter unconsciousness of the presence of Cox-Raythwaite, Selwood, and Davidge.
"Just so just so!" said Mr. Tertius. "I quite apprehend you. All the same, I think we will see what is put before the coroner. Now, what point suggests itself to you, Cox-Raythwaite?" "One in particular," answered the Professor. "Whatever medical evidence is called ought to show without reasonable doubt what time Herapath actually met his death." "Quite so," said Mr. Tertius gravely.
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