"I am glad to meet you, doctor," said Zirknitz, in his quiet voice. "Indeed, had I not done so here by chance I should have called on you."
"With reference to the murder?"
"Say with reference to Mrs. Moxton and her husband's will. Also, monsieur, with reference to her husband's cousin. Ah, scélérat!"
"Busham?"
"Ah, yes, that is the name. Mr. Richard Busham, the advocate."
"Do you know him?"
"Moi, monsieur? Non! but I hope to know him if he does not behave well to my sister."
Dr. Ellis leant back in his chair with a gasp of astonishment. "Your sister!"
"Mrs. Moxton, or, rather, I should say, my half sister. Did you not know? Quel dommage!"
"How should I know?" muttered Ellis, not yet recovered from his amazement.