"I'm sure I'm right!" he exclaimed. "You'll find out that I'm right! But there's a tremendous lot to do, Carless. If only that unfortunate man, Ashton, had lived, he could have cleared this matter up at once. I feel convinced that he possessed papers which would have proved this girl's claim beyond dispute. Those papers, of course--" "Now, what particular papers are you thinking of?" interrupted Mr. Carless. "Well," replied Mr. Pawle, "such papers as proofs of her father's marriage, and of her own birth. According to what she told us just now, her father was married in Australia, and she herself was born there. There must be documentary proof of that." "Her father was probably married under his assumed name of Wickham," observed Mr. Carless. "You'll have to prove that Wickham and Lord Marketstoke were identical--were one and the same person. The fact is, Pawle, if this girl's claim is persisted in, there'll have to be a very searching inquiry made in Australia. However much I may feel that your theory may be--probably is--right, I should have to advise my client, Lord Ellingham, to insist on the most complete investigation." "To be sure, to be sure!" assented Mr. Pawle. "That's absolutely necessary. But my own impression is that as we get into the secret of Ashton's murder, as I make no doubt we shall, there will be more evidence forthcoming. Now, as regards this man, whoever he is, who claims to be the missing Lord Marketstoke--" At that moment a clerk entered the room and glanced at Mr. Carless. "Telephone message from Methley and Woodlesford, sir," he announced. "Mr. Methley's compliments, and if agreeable to you, he can bring his client on to see you this afternoon--at once, if convenient." Mr. Carless looked at Mr. Pawle, and Mr. Pawle nodded a silent assent. "Tell Mr. Methley it's quite agreeable and convenient," answered Mr. Carless. "I shall be glad to see them both--at once. Um!" he muttered when the clerk had withdrawn. "Somewhat sudden, eh, Pawle? You might almost call it suspicious alacrity. Evidently the gentleman has no fear of meeting us!" "You may be quite certain, Carless, if my theory about the whole thing is a sound theory, that the gentleman will have no fear of meeting anybody, not even a judge and jury!" answered Mr. Pawle sardonically. "If I apprehend things rightly, he'll have been very carefully coached and prepared." "You think there's a secret conspiracy behind all this?" suggested Mr. Carless. "With this claimant as cat's-paw--well tutored to his task?" "I do!" affirmed Mr. Pawle. "Emphatically, I do!" "Aye, well!" said Mr. Carless. "Don't forget what I told you about the missing finger--middle finger of the right hand. And I'll have Driver in here, and Portlethwaite, too; we'll see if he knows which is which of the three of us. I'll go and prepare them."