But he didn't tell me--much.

Perhaps he'll tell the coroner and his jury--more.

Now, I'm off Breton--I've an appointment." And leaving Breton to find his own way out, Spargo hurried away, jumped into a taxi-cab and speeded to the London and Universal Safe Deposit.
At the corner of its building he found Rathbury awaiting him.
"Well ?" said Spargo, as he sprang out: "How is it ?" "It's all right," answered Rathbury.

"You can be present: I got the necessary permission.

As there are no relations known, there'll only be one or two officials and you, and the Safe Deposit people, and myself.
Come on--it's about time." "It sounds," observed Spargo, "like an exhumation." Rathbury laughed.