'
'I mean to take the steps necessary to get an order for exhumation, Dr
Richardson, and I cannot help thinking it will be worth your while to
assist me in every possible way.'
'I shall do nothing of the kind. I think you very impertinent, sir. There
is no need for exhumation, and I shall do everything in my power to
prevent it. And I tell you as chairman of the board of magistrates, my
opinion will have as great value as any specialist's in Harley Street.'
He flounced to the door and held it open. Susie and Dr Porhoet walked
out; and Arthur, looking down thoughtfully, followed on their heels. Dr
Richardson slammed the street-door angrily.
Dr Porhoet slipped his arm in Arthur's.
'You must be reasonable, my friend,' he said. 'From his own point of view
this doctor has all the rights on his side. You have nothing to justify
your demands. It is monstrous to expect that for a vague suspicion you
will be able to get an order for exhumation.'
Arthur did not answer. The trap was waiting for them.
'Why do you want to see Haddo?' insisted the doctor.
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