giving on the cross-street, well back from Fifth Avenue.

"Here's where he was found." The manager indicated a spot near the
wall of the sitting-room and opposite the window. "He had just
pushed the button when he fell."

"How do you know that?"

"Bronson, the bell-boy on that call, answered. He knocked several
times and got no answer. Then he opened the door and saw Mr. Telfik
down, all in a heap."

"Where is Bronson?"

"At the hospital, unconscious."

"What from?"

"Shock, the doctors say."

"What--er--about the--er--shot?"

The manager looked startled. "Well, Bronson says that just as he
opened the door he saw a bullet cross the room and strike the wall
above the body."

"You can't see a bullet in flight."

"He saw this one," insisted the manager. "As soon as it struck it
exploded. Three other people heard it."