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Chapter III.—From the Ashes of the Dead.BUT if so many weeks had passed before Mr. Jones had heard of the gamekeeper's death, it was very different with Mason, the solicitor. He read about it on Monday, at breakfast, in his morning newspaper, and was at once intensely interested. The Daily Messenger had got hold of a good story and made the most of it. Colonel Hilary himself had been the first one to find the dead man. He had gone for his usual half hour's ride on horseback before breakfast and, quite by chance making his way in the direction of the gamekeeper's cottage, his attention had been attracted by the howling of the gamekeeper's dog. Before, however, he had reached the cottage, he had come upon the dead body of his employee and, from the look of things at once suspecting foul pl