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touch." "Then be careful," answered Copplestone. "Don't cross that bit!" But Gilling quietly continued his progress and returned to his companion by the opposite side from which he had set out, having thus accomplished the entire round. He quietly reassumed his overcoat. "No doubt about the fall," he said as they turned down the stair. "The next thing is--was it accidental?" "And--as regards that--what's to be done next?" asked Copplestone. "That's easy. We must go at once and wire for Sir Cresswell and old Petherton," replied Gilling. "It's now four-thirty. If they catch an evening express at King's Cross they'll get here early in the morning. If they like to motor from Norcaster they can get here in the small hours. But--they must be here for that inquest." Greyle was talking to Chatfield at the foot of the Keep when they got down. The agent turned surlily away, but the Squire looked at both with an unmistakable eagerness. "There's no doubt whatever that Oliver fell from the parapet," said Copplestone. "The marks of a fall are there--quite unmistakably." Greyle nodded, but made no remark, and the two made their way through the still eager crowd and went down to the village post-office. Both were wondering, as they went, about the same thing--the evident anxiety and mental uneasiness of Marston Greyle. CHAPTER XII GOOD MEN AND TRUE Copplestone saw little of his bed that night. At seven o'clock in the evening came a telegram from Sir Cresswell Oliver, saying that he and Petherton were leaving at once, would reach Norcaster soon after midnight, and would motor out to Scarhaven immediately on arrival. Copplestone made all arrangements for their reception, and after snatching a couple of hours' sleep was up to receive them. By two o'clock in the morning Sir Cresswell and the old solicitor and Gilling--smuggled into their sitting-room--had heard all he had to tell about Zachary Spurge and his story. "We must have that fellow at the inquest," said Petherton. "At any cost we must have him! That's flat!" "You think it wise?" asked Sir Cresswell. "Won't it be a bit previous? Wouldn't it be better to wait until we know more?" "No--we must have his evidence," declared Petherton. "It will serve as an opening. Besides, this inquest will have to be adjourned--I shall ask for that. No--Spurge must be produced." "If Spurge comes into Scarhaven," observed Copplestone, "he'll be promptly collar
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