"No!"
"Did that housekeeper hear any noise?"
"No! Nothing was known of the murder until she found her master dead near his writing table. The Inspector has been sent for to Tarhaven and will be here shortly. Indeed, I expect he is here now. He will take charge of the house and look into the matter."
"Humph!" remarked the barrister thoughtfully. "As I said before, it seems to be a mystery. This Inspector will take charge of all Leigh's books and papers, I suppose."
"Yes. Why not?"
"Oh, I am not saying against his handling them. But the will----"
"The will. Yes?"
"Can't you see, Hendle. If this Inspector looks through the papers left by Leigh, which he probably will, he is bound to come across that hundred-year-old testament you mentioned yesterday."
Rupert winced. "I expect he will, unless poor Leigh has so carefully mislaid it that it cannot be found. But what if he does?"
"Well, then all the fat will be on the fire," said Carrington with an air of finality.