"Yes; I'm Lawrence Deever," was the reply, "and I've come to find my brother."
"You are a fool and a knave," the doctor exclaimed. "Your brother is not here."
"We'll see about that."
"I order you to leave this garden."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said Nick, stepping forward. "I have the proper authority, and what we shall do here will not harm you."
In a few words he showed Dr. Jarvis the futility of resistance. Nick explained in a few words the evidence of Haskell, and made no attempt to conceal its true bearing upon the case.
He spoke with his customary calm and steady tone, and his words seemed to reassure the doctor.
"The fellow is a liar and the tool of a liar," said the doctor, glaring at Deever. "I shall challenge you to find that body in this garden."
"It's here, unless you've taken it away," said Deever, roughly. "Now, Haskell, show us the spot, and we'll go to work."
Thus urged, Haskell, who had hung back, as if afraid, stepped forward with no sign of hesitation, and pointed to the ground under one of the trees.