"Anything which stands for cash?"
"Nothing; except what I have told you."
He had said nothing about what was in his breast-pocket.
"Lindsay was a man of secretive habits; if he could help it he never let his left hand know what his right hand was doing. When you come to deal with the affairs of a man like that you're handicapped; but there can be no sort of doubt that he was a man of considerable means. It must have cost him something to live here; where did the money to do that come from? It must have come from somewhere."
"It seems that there are a good many debts; as you are possibly aware, there is a good deal owing round here."
"He was a man who hated paying."
Suddenly the doctor glanced up from the papers he was examining to glare at his companion.
"Look here, Nash, what are you hinting at?"
"I am merely answering your questions."
"Yes, but you're answering them in a way I don't like."