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 his reading that notice he was at it, ringing up Nottidge, whose number he had been careful to secure on first going to Nottidge House. Within two minutes more he was through to him.

"That you, Nottidge! This is Wedgwood! Have you seen the Times this morning?"

"Not yet," replied Nottidge. "What is there?"

"Look on the law page—law notices of the Courts—you'll see! Listen—no time to waste. Meet me as soon as you can outside the Law Courts—main entrance. Hurry up—it's nearly half-past nine now! Understand?"

"I'll be there—set off in five minutes," answered Nottidge.

Wedgwood rang off and hastily finishing his breakfast hurried along to the Law Courts.

It was a little after ten when he reached the main entrance, a moment later Nottidge sprang out of a taxi-cab and joined him.

"Seen it?" demanded the detective.

Nottidge waved a copy of the Times at him.

"I've seen it!" he answered. "What on earth is the meaning of it?"

Wedgwood drew him aside from the stream of barristers, solicitors, clerks, witnesses steadily pouring in through the archway.

"I'll tell you what the meaning is!" he said,