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He led the way along a corridor to a room with which Selwood was familiar enough an apartment of some size which Jacob Herapath used as a business office and kept sacred to himself and his secretary. When he was in it no one ever entered that room except at Herapath's bidding; now there were strangers in it who had come there unbidden, and Herapath lay in their midst, silent for ever.
We found Mr. Herapath lying across the hearthrug in his private room, quite dead. Close by " He paused and looked dubiously at Peggie. "The details are not pleasant," he said meaningly. "Shall I omit them?" "No!" answered Peggie with decision. "Please omit nothing. Tell us all." "There was a revolver lying close by Mr. Herapath's right hand," continued the inspector.
Barthorpe Herapath's office in Craven Street, I think? and see him personally and tell him that Mr. Benjamin Halfpenny is in town, has been acquainted with these matters by Mr. Tertius and Miss Wynne, and would esteem it a favour if he would call upon him before five o'clock. Thank you, Mr. Selwood. Now, Tertius, you and I will attend to our business."
The result of his cogitations was that after giving certain instructions in his office as to the next steps to be taken towards duly establishing Jacob Herapath's will, he went round to Barthorpe Herapath's office and asked to see him. Barthorpe himself came out of his private room and showed some politeness in ushering his caller within. His manner seemed to be genuinely frank and unaffected: Mr.
Indeed, from the time he had taken the things from Herapath's cupboard till the moment of parting with them, he had scarcely had his eyes off it. Stay! That evening he was at the Forum, he had left it for an hour unguardedly in his room. Yet, even then, he could almost have sworn the parcel had been untouched in his absence. Besides, the letter was there still, directed in his own hand.
"Well what terms?" demanded Barthorpe, a little suspiciously. "If you want money down " "You couldn't pay in cash down what I want, nor anything like it," said Burchill. "I may want an advance that you can pay but it will only be an advance. What I want is ten per cent. on the total value of Jacob Herapath's property." "Good heavens!" exclaimed Barthorpe.
You can't have a better index to his affairs with us than you'll find in it. Sellars," he went on, as a clerk appeared, "bring me the late Mr. Herapath's pass-book Mr. Ravensdale has it." The visitors presently gathered round the desk on which Mr. Playbourne laid the parchment-bound book one of a corresponding thickness with the dead man's transactions.
Peggie mopped her eyes and looked at him. He was such a quiet, unobtrusive, inoffensive old gentleman that she wondered more than ever why Barthorpe had refused to admit him to the informal conference. "What other thing?" she asked. Mr. Tertius looked round the room strangely empty now that Jacob Herapath's bustling and strenuous presence was no longer in it and shook his head.
Then she was removed to Jacob Herapath's own house in Portman Square, where she has remained ever since. My cousin, I believe, has a very accurate recollection of her residence with the Bristowes, and she will remember being brought from Buckinghamshire to London at the time I have spoken of." Barthorpe paused for a moment and looked at Peggie.
"What is known of this in Portman Square, Mr. Selwood?" he inquired. "Tell me, briefly." Selwood, who had only met Barthorpe Herapath once or twice, and who had formed an instinctive and peculiar dislike to him, for which he could not account, accepted the invitation to be brief. In a few words he told exactly what had happened at Jacob Herapath's house.
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