Chapter 50

“Walter Somers was there when it occurred?” “Yes. He telephoned for help.” As to visitors, he did not know. The floor clerk might remember. From her desk near the elevator she could see the doors of the suite clearly, and of course Mr. Somers was an important guest. It was a chance, anyhow. She had known Mr. Somers for years, and naturally his grave illness had been a matter of interest and solicitude. A pleasant enough little man, if rather unctuous. He took us to the sixth floor and left us with the floor clerk. …