"I don't know how long I have been here, but I've come on nothing which shows that he ever employed any one at all." "He must have employed some one." The other shrugged his shoulders. "I've gone through a good many of his papers; I've not hit on one which suggests it." "You said you'd found something; what is it?" "His will; or, rather, a will." "That is something." "Especially as, beyond a shadow of doubt, it's the last will he ever made. It was drawn up on the third, last Thursday, probably just before he was taken ill. It's in his own writing, brief, and to the point, and apparently quite in order, since it was witnessed by Morgan, the butler here, and Mrs. Steele the housekeeper." "Let's have a look at it." "Here it is, in the envelope in which I found it." The doctor examined the paper which he took out of the envelope; it seemed that its contents gave him satisfaction. "I see that, by this, he's left everything to his daughter unconditionally." "That is so, the intention's unmistakable." "Then she's safe; that's all right. It ought to be something handsome; I wonder how much it is." "That's the question." "I suppose you've come across something which gives you, at any rate, some vague notion." "I haven't, that's the odd part of it." "What do you mean?" "Well, I'm glad you've come." "Why? what's up? Found the job too big to tackle single-handed? I thought you would." "You're mistaken; that is not what I mean. I've gone through--hurriedly, but still thoroughly enough to have a pretty good idea of what it is that they contain--all the available books and papers; and, as you see, most of them seem available, everything seems open; and I've not found anything which even hints that he died the possessor of any property at all; with two exceptions. There is his pass-book at the local bank, showing a balance of about a hundred pounds, which may have been drawn on since; and there are the Cloverlea title-deeds, there, in that deed-box." "That only shows that everything essential is in the hands of his London lawyer." "You seem to take the existence of such a person very much for granted. He told me himself he hadn't one." "Told you? when?" "Not long ago there was a little difficulty about a right of way; I don't know if you heard of it. He came to me about it; I then asked him who acted for him in town; he said no one." "You are sure?" "I am; for a man in his position it struck me as odd." "He must have had a man in town, you misunderstood him. You haven't gone through all the papers?" "Not all." "Then we shall come upon it; I'll help you with the rest. There are no doubt papers elsewhere; probably in his bedroom, or at his rooms in town. Have you found out what was his London address?" "I have found nothing which shows that he had one." "But he must have had a London address; why, he spent quite a large part of the year in town."