Now, what do you want to see this doctor
for?" he asked as they halted by Dr. Mirandolet's door. "Anything to do
with the matter in hand?"
"You'll see in a minute," replied Melky as he rang the bell. "Just a
notion that occurred to me. And it has got to do with it."
Dr. Mirandolet was in, and received his visitors in a room which was half-
surgery and half-laboratory, and filled to the last corner with the
evidences and implements of his profession. He was wearing a white linen
operating jacket, and his dark face and black hair looked all the darker
and blacker because of it. Melky gazed at him with some awe as he dropped
into the chair which Mirandolet indicated and found the doctor's piercing
eyes on him.
"Just a question or two, mister!" he said, apologetically. "Me and Mr.
Ayscough there is doing a bit of looking into this mystery about Mr.
Multenius, and knowing as you was a big man in your way, it struck me
you'd tell me something. I was at that inquest on Parslett, you know,
mister."
Mirandolet nodded and waited, and Melky gained courage.
"Mister!" he said, suddenly bending forward and tapping the doctor's knee
in a confidential fashion.
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