With the will in his hand, Mr. Marchwood advanced to the bedroom door. It was opened from within before he could get to it. The doctor appeared on the threshold. He held up his hand warningly when Mr. Marchwood attempted to speak to him.
“Go to Lady Holchester,” he said. “It’s all over.”
“Dead?”
“Dead.”
SIXTEENTH SCENE.—SALT PATCH.
CHAPTER THE FORTY-EIGHTH.
THE PLACE.
EARLY in the present century it was generally reported among the neighbors of one Reuben Limbrick that he was in a fair way to make a comfortable little fortune by dealing in Salt.