Chapter XIII.—PeaceThe adjourned inquest upon Edwin Asher Toller was fixed for the morning of Thursday following, and on the Tuesday Inspector Stone was closeted with Tresidder-Jarvis, the well-known King's Counsel, who had been briefed to appear for the police.
The K.C. was a big and ponderous man, with his massive head appearing to come straight off his shoulders. He had large bushy eyebrows and his eyes were like those of a brooding eagle. Just now he was frowning hard.
“Well, Inspector,” he announced in the deep melodious voice that had so often in his career led juries from the clear and obvious path of duty, “you have certainly not given me much to go on.” He tapped the thick sheaf of papers on his desk. “Gog and Magog! but there's not a meaty bone to pick on the whole dish. Nothin
