Breton handed the stamps back.
“But the general thing, Spargo?” he said. “If they didn’t murder—I can’t realize the thing yet!—my father——”
“If they didn’t murder your father, they know who did!” exclaimed Spargo. “Now, then, it’s time for more action. Let Elphick and Cardlestone alone for the moment—they’ll be tracked easily enough. I want to tackle something else for the moment. How do you get an authority from the Government to open a grave?”
“Order from the Home Secretary, which will have to be obtained by showing the very strongest reasons why it should be made.”
“Good! We’ll give the reasons. I want to have a grave opened.”
“A grave opened! Whose grave?”
“The grave of the man Chamberlayne at Market Milcaster,” replied Spargo.
Breton started.
“His? In Heaven’s name, why?” he demanded.
Spargo laughed as he got up.