Lawyer Perkins fixed his black eyes on him. "Then you fully understand the situation, and can explain everything?" "I wish I could. Unfortunately, I can explain nothing. I don't clearly see why I have been summoned to attend as a witness at the investigation to be held to-day in Justice Beemis's office." "You are unacquainted with any special reason why your testimony is wanted?" "I cannot conceive why it should be required. I gave my evidence at the time of the inquest, and have nothing to add to it. Strictly speaking, I have had of late years no relations with my cousin. During the last eighteen months we have spoken together but once." "Have you had any conversation on this subject with Mr. Slocum since your return from New York?" "No, I have had no opportunity. I was busy all day yesterday; he was ill in the evening, and is still confined to his room." Mr. Perkins was manifestly embarrassed. "That is unfortunate," he said, laying the bag on the desk. "I wish you had talked with Mr. Slocum. Of course you were taken into the secret of Taggett's presence in the marble yard?" "Oh, yes; that was all arranged before I left home." "You don't know the results of that manoeuvre?" "There were no results." "On the contrary, Taggett claims to have made very important discoveries." "Indeed! Why was I not told!" "I can't quite comprehend Mr. Slocum's silence." "What has Taggett discovered?" "Several things, upon which he builds the gravest suspicions." "Against whom?" "Against you." "Against me!" cried Richard, recoiling. The action was one altogether of natural amazement, and convinced Mr. Perkins, who had keenly watched the effect of his announcement, that young Shackford was being very hardly used. Justice Beemis had given Mr. Perkins only a brief outline of the facts, and had barely touched on details when the old lawyer's anger had put an end to the conversation. His disgust at having been left out in the cold, though he was in no professional way concerned in the task of discovering the murderer of Lemuel Shackford, had caused Lawyer Perkins instantly to repudiate Mr. Taggett's action. "Taggett is a low, intriguing fellow," he had said to Justice Beemis; "Taggett is a fraud." Young Shackford's ingenuous manner now confirmed Mr. Perkins in that belief. Richard recovered himself in a second or two. "Why did not Mr. Slocum mention these suspicions to me?" he demanded. "Perhaps he found it difficult to do so." "Why should he find it difficult?" "Suppose he believed them." "But he could not believe them, whatever they are." "Well, then, suppose he was not at liberty to speak." "It seems that you are, Mr. Perkins, and you owe it to me to be explicit. What does Taggett suspect?"