I don't think there's
anything I can tell you.'
Arthur took no notice of the outburst.
'How many times did you see her?'
'Really, sir, I don't understand your attitude. I can't see that you have
any right to question me.'
'Did you have a post-mortem?'
'Certainly not. In the first place there was no need, as the cause of
death was perfectly clear, and secondly you must know as well as I do
that the relatives are very averse to anything of the sort. You gentlemen
in Harley Street don't understand the conditions of private practice. We
haven't the time to do post-mortems to gratify a needless curiosity.'
Arthur was silent for a moment. The little man was evidently convinced
that there was nothing odd about Margaret's death, but his foolishness
was as great as his obstinacy. It was clear that several motives would
induce him to put every obstacle in Arthur's way, and chief of these
was the harm it would do him if it were discovered that he had given a
certificate of death carelessly. He would naturally do anything to avoid
social scandal.
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