reluctantly, Doctor Post went away, and I observed that Doctor Masterson seemed relieved at his departure. "It's a bad business," said the doctor to young Lawrence. "I can't understand it." "It's horrible!" exclaimed George Lawrence, covering his face with his hands. "Why, I was here yesterday afternoon, and Uncle Robert was particularly well, and particularly——" He paused, and with a grim smile Doctor Masterson completed the sentence: "Particularly cantankerous?" "Yes, sir, he was," said Lawrence candidly. "I think I never saw him in a worse rage, and all about nothing. He stormed at Janet until the poor girl[Pg 56] cried, and then he scolded her for that. But I suppose his gout was pretty bad, and that always made him ugly." [Pg 56] "Where do you live now, George?" inquired Doctor Masterson. "I've bachelor rooms down in Washington Square. Not as comfortable in some ways as I was here, but good enough on the whole. I must make a home for Janet somewhere now. It's all dreadful, to be sure, but, really, she'll be happier without Uncle Robert, in every way." "She inherits property?" I asked, and, because of Lawrence's confidential manner, my casual question did not seem impertinent. "She and I are the only heirs," he said straightforwardly. "Uncle Robert's will is no secret. It was made long ago, and as we are his only relatives he left us equal inheritors. I don't care about that part of it, but I'm glad Janet is to have some money of her own. Uncle Robert was mighty close with her. I made money enough for my own needs, but Janet couldn't do that, and she had to scrimp outrageously. She's so proud, she won't accept a cent from me, and between uncle's miserliness and his temper she has led an awful life." "Then I can't feel real regret that Mr. Pembroke is gone," I said, "except that the manner of[Pg 57] his taking off is so horrible. Do you suppose that it is the work of burglars?" [Pg 57] "Must have been," said Lawrence. "I haven't looked around at all—I hate all that sort of thing—but I suppose the coroner will clear up all mystery." "Now, on the contrary," said I, "I have a liking for detective work, and, if there is any occasion