I shall waste no time in letting you know when anything
encouraging develops."
Craig had never had much patience with red tape that barred the
way to the truth, yet there were times when law and legal
procedure had to be respected, no matter how much they hampered,
and this was one of them. The next day the order was obtained
permitting the opening again of the grave of old Mr. Godwin. The
body was exhumed, and Kennedy set about his examination of what
secrets it might hide.
Meanwhile, it seemed to me that the suspense was terrible. Kennedy
was moving slowly, I thought. Not even the courts themselves could
have been more deliberate. Also, he was keeping much to himself.
Still, for another whole day, there was the slow, inevitable
approach of the thing that now, I, too, had come to dread--the
handing down of the final decision on the appeal.
Yet what could Craig do otherwise, I asked myself. I had become
deeply interested in the case by this time and spent the time
reading all the evidence, hundreds of pages of it.
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