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Mr. Tertius bought a copy of the newspaper, and standing aside on the pavement, read with much interest and surprise the story which Triffitt's keen appetite for news and ready craftsmanship in writing had so quickly put together. Happening to glance up from the paper in the course of his reading, he observed that several other people were similarly employed. The truth was that Triffitt had headed his column: "MYSTERIOUS DEATH OF MR. HERAPATH, M. P. IS IT SUICIDE OR MURDER? " -- and as this also appeared in great staring letters on the contents bills which the newsboys were carrying about with them, and as Herapath had been well known in that district, there was a vast amount of interest aroused thereabouts by the news. Indeed, people were beginning to chatter on the sidewalks, and at the doors of the shops. And as Mr. Tertius turned away in the direction of Portman Square, he heard one excited bystander express a candid opinion.
"Suicide? " exclaimed this man, thrusting his paper into the hands of a companion. "Not much! Catch old Jacob Herapath at that game -- he was a deuced deal too fond of life and money! Murder, sir -- murder! -- that's the ticket -- murder!"