se of alert coolness and self-possession; the
second that, allowing for differences of age, he was singularly like the
dead man who lay in their midst. Both were tall, well-made men; both were
clean-shaven; both were much alike as to feature and appearance. Apart
from the fact that Jacob Herapath was a man of sixty and grey-haired, and
his nephew one of thirty to thirty-five and dark-haired, they were very
much alike--the same mould of nose, mouth, and chin, the same strength of
form. The doctor noted this resemblance particularly, and he involuntarily
glanced from the living to the dead.

Barthorpe Herapath bent over his dead uncle for no more than a minute.
His face was impassive, almost stern as he turned to the others. He
nodded slightly to Mr. Tertius and to Selwood; then he gave his
attention to the officials.

"Yes?" he said inquiringly and yet with a certain tone of command. "Now
tell me all you know of this."

He stood listening silently, with concentrated attention, as the
inspector put him in possession of the facts already known. He made no
comment, asked no questions, until the inspector had finished; then he
turned to Selwood, almost pointedly ignoring Mr. Tertius.

"What is known of this in Portman Square, Mr. Selwood?" he inquired.
"Tell me, briefly."

Selwood, who had only met Barthorpe Herapath once or twice, and who had
formed an instinctive and peculiar dislike to him, for which he could
not account, accepted the invitation to be brief. In a few words he told
exactly what had happened at Jacob Herapath's house.

"My cousin is here, then?" exclaimed Barthorpe.

"Miss Wynne is in the larger waiting-room down the corridor," replied
Selwood.

"I will go to her in a minute," said Barthorpe. "Now, inspector, there
are certain things to be done at once. There will, of course, have to be
an inquest--your people must give immediate notice to the coroner.
Then--the body--that must be properly attended to--that, too, you will
see about. Before you go away yourself, I want you to join me in
collecting all the evidence we can get on the spot. You have one of your
detective staff here?--good. Now, have you searched--him?"

The inspector drew open a drawer in the front desk which occupied the
centre of the room, and pointed to some articles which lay within.

"Everything that we found upon him is in there," he answered. "You see
there is not much--watch and chain, pocket articles, a purse, some loose
mo