all, I find that it is only a very superficial flesh wound of the
shoulder. Warrington's condition is really due to the contusions
he received owing to his being thrown from the car. His car wasn't
going very fast at the time, for it had slowed down for me. In one
way that was fortunate--although one might say it was the cause of
everything, since his slowing down gave the car behind a chance to
creep up on him the few feet necessary.

"Really I am sure that even the shock of such a wound wasn't
enough to make an experienced driver like Warrington lose control
of the machine. It is a fairly wide curve, after all, and--well,
my contention is proved by the fact that I examined the wreck of
the car this morning and found that he had had time to shut off
the gas and cut out the engine. He had time to think of and do
that before he lost absolute control of the car."

Dr. Mead had been standing by the cabinet as he talked. Now he
opened it and took from it the bullet which he had probed out of
the wound. He looked at it a minute himself, then handed it to
Garrick. I bent over also and examined it as it lay in Guy's hand.

At first I thought it was an ordinary bullet. But the more I
examined it the more I was convinced that there was something
peculiar about it. In the nose, which was steel-jacketed, were
several little round depressions, just the least fraction of an
inch in depth.

"It is no wonder Warrington was put out, even by that superficial
wound," remarked Garrick at last. "His assailant's aim may have
been bad, as it must necessarily have been from one rapidly