Leslie Guest was an assumed name of the deceased?"
"I was in his confidence towards the last," I answered. "He told me a
good deal of his history."
The lawyer nodded sympathetically.
"A very sad one, I fear you found it," he remarked.
"Very sad indeed," I assented.
"I have here," he continued, "Lord Leslie's will, and instructions as to
his burial. I presume you would like me to take entire charge of all the
arrangements?"
"Certainly," I answered.
"His Lordship wished to be buried very quietly in the nearest churchyard
to the place where he died," the lawyer continued. "I presume that can be
arranged."
"Quite easily," I answered. "The clergyman is waiting to see you now; if
you like I will take you to him."
In the hall we met Lady Dennisford. She was plainly dressed in black, and
she carried a great bunch of white roses. I introduced Mr. Raynes to the
vicar, and hurried back to her.
"You would like to see him?" I asked.
She nodded, and I led the way upstairs. I opened the door and closed it
again softly, leaving them alone.
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