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"Just chuck the inspired prophet game for a while, will you? Keep to mere facts; you'll be alarming the wrong people, if you don't. Off you go now! and do old Herapath's funeral it's at noon, at Kensal Green. There'll be some of his fellow M.P.'s there, and so on. Get their names make a nice, respectable thing of it on conventional lines. And no fireworks! This thing's to lie low at present."
For during those three weeks in which he had been Jacob Herapath's secretary, Selwood had seen a good deal of his employer's niece, and he was already well over the verge of falling in love with her, and was furious with himself for daring to think of a girl who was surely one of the richest heiresses in London.
I sat up rather late when I got home that night, and I lay in bed next day until afternoon in fact, I'd only just risen when Barthorpe Herapath called on me at three o'clock. Now, as I don't have papers delivered, but go out to buy what I want, it's the fact that I never heard of Jacob Herapath's murder until Barthorpe told me of it, then! That's the truth.
I have been aware that he has resented my presence in this house. And I suppose he felt that as I am not a member of the family, I had no right to sit in council with him and with you." "Not a member of the family!" exclaimed Peggie. "Why, you came here soon after I came all those years ago!" "I have dwelt under Jacob Herapath's roof, in this house, fifteen years," said Mr. Tertius, reflectively.
"That is all I want all we ought to aim at. I don't care twopence about surprising or sensational discoveries I want to see my uncle's murderer properly punished." She shed a few more quiet tears over Jacob Herapath's untoward fate when Mr. Tertius had left her and fell to thinking about him.
"And this," asked Mr. Halfpenny, pointing to the will, "this is your signature?" "Most certainly!" answered Mr. Tertius. "And this," continued Mr. Halfpenny, "is Jacob Herapath's? and this Mr. Burchill's? You have no doubt about it?" "No more than that I see and hear you," replied Mr. Tertius. "I have no doubt." Mr. Halfpenny turned from Mr. Tertius to Barthorpe Herapath.
He dressed hurriedly, and ran off to Herapath's house; there in the hall, near the door of a room which Herapath used as a study and business room, he found Kitteridge talking to Mountain, Herapath's coachman, who, judging by the state of his attire, had also been called hurriedly from his bed. "What is it, Kitteridge?" demanded Selwood. "Mr. Herapath ill?"
In my opinion," asserted Carver, "I believe that man's been found, too, and he's being kept back." "Good again!" said Triffitt. "It's likely. Well, I've a point. You heard the evidence about old Herapath's keys? Yes well, where's the key of that safe that he rented at the Safe Deposit place.
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