"I'm much obliged to both of you, gentlemen.

You understand what I'm anxious about ?--I want to be certain--certain, mind you!--of the cause of my cousin's death.

Now you speak of removing him?
Then I'll just go and take a look at him before that's done." He presently locked up his rooms, leaving the hand-bag there, also locked, and went alone to the room in which James lay dead.

Most folks who knew Marshall Allerdyke considered him a hard, unsentimental man, but there were tears in his eyes as he stooped over his cousin's body and laid his hand on the cold forehead.

Once more he broke into familiar, muttered speech.
"If there's been aught wrong, lad," he said.