As to hiding-places, she knew of no hiding-place whose existence she could, in accordance with the dictates of her conscience divulge.

So that is where we are at present, Mrs.Conway.I believe that Mr.Tallboys is going to try and get a copy of the will that he has in his possession admitted under the circumstances as proof of Herbert Penfold's intentions.

But he owned to us that he thought it was very doubtful whether he should be able to do so, especially as Herbert had stated to him that he intended to make alterations; and it would be quite possible that a court might take the view that in the first place the alterations might have been so extensive as to affect the whole purport of the will, and in the second place that he might have come to the conclusion that it would be easier to make the whole will afresh, and so had destroyed the one he had by him." Mrs.Conway laid down the letter, and after thinking for a time opened the other, which was in a handwriting unknown to her.

It began: "DEAR MADAM.: Mrs.Withers tells me that she has informed you of the singular disappearance of the will of my late client, Mr.
Herbert Penfold.

I beg to inform you that we shall not let this matter rest, but shall apply to the court to allow the copy of the will to be put in for probate; if that is refused, for authorization to make a closer search of the Hall than we have hitherto been able to do, supporting our demand with affidavits made by the Rev.Mr.Withers and ourselves of our knowledge that, the late Mr.Penfold was accustomed to keep documents in some secret receptacle.