"
"That's it," and Goldberger nodded emphatically. "Here's the
ambulance," he added, as the bell rang.
The bearers entered with the stretcher, placed the body on it, and
carried it away. Goldberger paused to gather up the articles he had
taken from the dead man's pockets.
"You gentlemen will have to give your testimony at the inquest," he
said. "So will Parks and Rogers. It will be day after to-morrow,
probably at ten o'clock, but I'll notify you of the hour."
"Very well," I said; "we'll be there," and Goldberger bade us
good-bye, and left the house. "And now," I added, to Vantine, "I must
be getting back to the office. They'll be asking the police to look
for me next. Man alive!" and I glanced at my watch, "it's after four
o'clock."
"Too late for the office," said Vantine. "Better come upstairs and
have a drink. Besides, I want to talk with you."
"At least, I'll let them know I'm still alive," I said, and I called
up the office and allayed any anxiety that may have been felt there
concerning me. I must admit that it did not seem acute.
"I feel the need of a bracer after all this excitement," Vantine
remarked, as he opened the cellarette. "Help yourself.
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