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Penniket, and it ain't a one-man job. Go to the Yard, mister let 'em try their brains on it!" Zillah made a murmured remark which seemed to second her cousin's proposal, and Mr. Penniket turned to Purdie. "I understand you to be a business man," he remarked. "What do you say?"

Penniket was closeted with Zillah and her cousin Melky Rubinstein in the back-parlour of the shop in Praed Street behind closed and locked doors which they had no intention of opening to anybody. Now that the old man was dead and buried, it was necessary to know how things stood with respect to his will and his property, and, as Mr.

There's something turned up in there, just now, that I ain't said a word about to either Penniket or my cousin but I will to you. Do you know what, Mr. Ayscough listen here;" and he went on to tell the detective the story of the furnished house in Maida Vale, its Chinese occupants, and their cheque. "Dated that very day the old man was scragged!" exclaimed Melky. "Now, Mr.

They'd most likely been in here just before young Lauriston came in." "But where does Stephen Purvis come in then?" asked Mr. Penniket. "Can't say yet ," replied Ayscough, doubtfully. "But it may be that he and Levendale got an idea who the thieves were, and went off after them, and have got well, trapped, or, as John Purvis suggests, murdered. It's getting a nicer tangle than ever!"

Purdie's one of us, so to speak you can tell us anything you like, before him. We were going into details when you come there's some strange business on, Mr. Penniket! And we want to get a bit clear about it before we tell the police what we know." "You know something that they don't know?" asked Mr. Penniket. "More than a bit!" replied Melky, laconically.

Killick and his companions at the police station to the coming of John Purvis, and his three listeners drank in every word with rising interest. Mr. Penniket became graver and graver. "Where's Mr. Killick now and the rest of them?" he asked in the end. "Gone to find that American chap Guyler," answered Ayscough.

Penniket had remarked as they drove back from the cemetery, there was no reason why they should not go into matters there and then. Zillah and Melky were the only relations and the only people concerned, said Mr. Penniket. Five minutes would put them in possession of the really pertinent facts as regards the provisions of the will but there would be details to go into.

And now they were all three sitting round the table, and Mr. Penniket had drawn two papers from his inner pocket and Zillah regarding him almost listlessly, and Melky with one of his quietly solemn expression. Each had a pretty good idea of what was coming and each regarded the present occasion as no more than a formality. "This is the will," said Mr.

He shook his head as he glanced at Mr. Penniket. "I came on here to give you a bit of information," he said. "There's been an important development this afternoon. You know the name of this Stephen Purvis that's been mentioned as having been about here? Well, this afternoon his brother turned up from Devonshire. He wanted to see us to tell us something. He thinks Stephen's been murdered!"

Well that's explained! That'll be the quarter's rent, then, for this furnished house, Mr. Penniket?" "Evidently!" agreed the solicitor. "Of course, there's no need to give notice to these two foreigners yet. It'll take a little time to settle the estate, and you can let them stay on awhile. I know who they are your grandfather mentioned them two medical students, of University College.

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