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"That was Barthorpe, of course," he said. "He lost no time, you see, Tertius, in trying to see Burchill." "Why should he want to see Burchill?" asked Mr. Tertius. "Wanted to know what Burchill had to say about signing the will, of course," replied Mr. Halfpenny. "Well what next? Do you want me to see Cox-Raythwaite with you?" Mr.
"What you really mean is that I should come to your offices and tell my cousin and you why I am fighting this will," he said eventually. "That it?" "Practically yes," assented Mr. Halfpenny. "Whom do you propose to have present?" asked Barthorpe. "Yourself, your cousin, myself, the two witnesses, and, as a friend of everybody concerned, Professor Cox-Raythwaite," replied Mr. Halfpenny.
That part the police part is to be left to them." "I understand," said Selwood. "Very well we will get out, if you please, and we will go straight to Professor Cox-Raythwaite. At two o'clock I shall ring you up and give you our answer." He hurried Peggie into a taxi-cab as soon as Mrs.
Now, you can see for yourselves what his transactions with us were during the last few days of his life; I, as I have said, see nothing out of the way in them you, of course," he continued, with a sniff, "may see a good deal!" Professor Cox-Raythwaite ran his eye over the neatly-written pages, passing rapidly on to the important date November 12th.
Engledew's car had gone away, and they went hastily to Endsleigh Gardens, where Professor Cox-Raythwaite listened to the strange story in dead silence. "Mrs. Engledew lady living in Herapath Flats old friend of Jacob's possessed letters of his instrument for two men in possession of secret willing to fork out a thousand of her own," he muttered. "Gad! I take that to be genuine, Selwood!
Tertius, picking up a square of highly polished glass. "There! I place this slide here and upon it I deposit this sandwich. Now, my dear Cox-Raythwaite, favour me by examining the sandwich even more closely than you did the glass if necessary." But the Professor shook his head. He clapped Mr. Tertius on the shoulder. "Excellent!" he exclaimed. "Good! Pooh! no need for care there.
The fact is," he went on, gingerly opening the bag, "this er this, or these are they." Professor Cox-Raythwaite bent his massive head and shoulders over the little bag and peered narrowly into its obscurity. Then he started. "Good Lord!" he exclaimed. "A glass tumbler! And is it a sandwich? Why, what on earth " He made as if to pull the glass out of the bag, and Mr.
But I don't know what this is all about. Some new departure. Hullo! here's the secretary and the Professor." Cox-Raythwaite and Selwood just then appeared at the entrance door and began to descend the steps. Davidge, who had stopped on the steps to speak to a man, hailed and drew them aside. "What has gone on up there?" asked Carver. "Anything really "
When the detectives had hurried Burchill into a taxi-cab which suddenly sprang into useful proximity to the excited group, Davidge spat on the ground and made a face. He motioned Cox-Raythwaite, Selwood, and the two reporters to go down the street; he himself turned to Dimambro.
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