"It is a very painful subject, and does no good.

The police are endeavouring to unravel the mystery--let us leave it to them." "I was merely going to say that your brother would have given you the proofs of this statement about his marriage if he had meditated self-destruction," Mr.Brimsdown observed.

"The proofs must be in existence, of course, but I do not think that they are at Flint House.

Did your brother confide the information to you beforehand--before his public announcement, I mean ?" "Shortly before his death he hinted to me of some very important disclosure which he intended to make at the proper time--some family matter--but he did not say what it was, nor did I ask him." His son looked at him quickly, and the lawyer doubtfully, as he made this statement, but his own glance sustained both looks serenely and equably.
"My brother did inform me, a week ago, that I would succeed to his fortune," he added.
"That proves that your brother was aware of the illegality of his marriage at that time," said Mr.Brimsdown, with an air of conviction.
"Why so ?" "Because you could not succeed to the Turrald title if your brother's daughter was legitimate." "That would not prevent my brother disposing of his property as he thought fit," remarked Austin coldly.
"I am aware of that," replied Mr.Brimsdown guardedly.

He refrained from stating what was obvious to him, that Robert Turold had intended his fortune for the upkeep of the title when gained, and for no other purpose.
"After all, it does not matter very much how long your brother was aware of the fact.