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Sefton did not reply immediately. He could afford to pause until the full weight of the whole revelation had soaked itself into Kellett's affrighted mind. But Kellett only sat trembling from head to foot, white, perspiring, and absolutely at the mercy of his antagonists. Then Sefton went on again.
"I dare say you wonder how I know all this," he said. "Perhaps you think I was in Herefordshire at the period. In fact, I had not seen my old friend for some time before his death, and have never heard a word from him since we last met. But he was murdered by Samuel Weiss, and I have just told you the reason why. Sometimes messages come from the tomb, but we have to thank a dumb animal for the proofs I have placed before you. If there had been no poodle I should not now be enjoying the pleasure of your society. This puzzles you, but you will have to remain in the dark for the present. You will probably learn the full details in the police court. I fear you may not follow the disclosures with unalloyed interest because you are likely to listen to them from the dock."