"Yes--it is as I thought.

Here are some private documents, including his will.

I had better take charge of them." "Yes; I should if I were you," counselled his companion.
Austin rose to his feet and placed the papers in his pocket.
"It is plain to me--now--how it happened," he said.

"Poor Robert must have shot himself, then tried to get his will from the clock-case when he fell, bringing down the clock with him." "Is that what you think ?" said Dr.Ravenshaw.
"I see no other way of looking at it," returned Austin rapidly.

"The door was locked on the inside, and the room couldn't be reached from the window.