"The will must be proved at once," he said decisively. "Alleged--you all heard him say alleged! That looks as if--um! My dear Tertius, you have no doubt whatever about the proper and valid execution of this important document--now in my safe. None?" "How can I have any doubt about what I actually saw?" replied Mr. Tertius. "I can't have any doubt, Halfpenny! I saw Jacob sign it; I signed it myself; I saw young Burchill sign it; we all three saw each other sign. What more can one want?" "I must see this Mr. Burchill," remarked Mr. Halfpenny. "I must see him at once. Unfortunately, he left no address at the place we called at. He will have to be discovered." Peggie coloured slightly as she turned to Mr. Halfpenny. "Is it really necessary to see Mr. Burchill personally?" she asked with a palpable nervousness which struck Selwood strangely. "Must he be found?" "Absolutely necessary, my dear," replied Mr. Halfpenny. "He must be found, and at once." Mr. Tertius uttered an exclamation of annoyance. "Dear, dear!" he said. "I noticed the young man at the cemetery just now--I ought really to have pointed him out to you--most forgetful of me!" "I have Mr. Burchill's address," said Peggie, with an effort. "He left his card here on the day of my uncle's death--the address is on it. And I put it in this drawer." Selwood watched Peggie curiously, and with a strange, vague sense of uneasiness as she went over to a drawer in Jacob Herapath's desk and produced the card. He had noticed a slight tremor in her voice when she spoke of Burchill, and her face, up till then very pale, had coloured at the first mention of his name. And now he was asking himself why any reference to this man seemed to disturb her, why---- But Mr. Halfpenny cut in on his meditations. The old lawyer held up the card to the light and slowly read out the address. "Ah! Calengrove Mansions, Maida Vale," he said. "Um--quarter of an hour's drive. Tertius--you and I will go and see this young fellow at once." Mr. Tertius turned to Professor Cox-Raythwaite. "What do you think of this, Cox-Raythwaite?" he asked, almost piteously. "I mean--what do you think's best to be done?" The Professor, who had stood apart with Selwood during the episode which had just concluded, pulling his great beard and looking very big and black and formidable, jerked his thumb in the direction of the old lawyer. "Do what Halfpenny says," he growled. "See this other witness. And--but here, I'll have a word with you in the hall." He said good-bye in a gruffly affectionate way to Peggie, patted her shoulder and her head as if she were a child, and followed the two other men out. Peggie, left alone with Selwood, turned to him. There was something half-appealing in her face, and Selwood suddenly drove his hands deep into his pockets, clenched them there, and put a tight hold on himself.