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Stott was puzzled--in a frank, childish kind of way. What was Dr.
Burlinson after? What clever idea had he got in that wonderful brain of his? Burlinson drove him out of the room and locked the door of the chamber where the examination took place. But Stott haunted the place all that day and part of the night as well. He hung over the coffin next day, he watched it laid to rest in the family vault as if it had some curious fascination for him. Then the blinds were drawn up at Broadwater, and the blessed sunshine filled the house once more. But there was no news of Burlinson, who had caught the 4.15 express at Swanley Junction to town directly after the funeral. Stott babbled of the doctor to everybody about him.