His
family physician, Doctor Thornton, was summoned, not at once, but
shortly. He pronounced Mr. Morowitch to be suffering from a
congestion of the lungs that was very like a sudden attack of
pneumonia.
"Mr. Morowitch had at once gone to bed, or at least was in bed,
when the doctor arrived, but his condition grew worse so rapidly
that the doctor hastily resorted to oxygen, under which treatment
he seemed to revive. The doctor had just stepped out to see
another patient when a hurry call was sent to him that Mr.
Morowitch was rapidly sinking. He died before the doctor could
return. No statement whatever concerning the cause of his sudden
illness was made by Mr. Morowitch, and the death-certificate, a
copy of which I have, gives pneumonia as the cause of death. One
of our men has seen Doctor Thornton, but has been able to get
nothing out of him. Mrs. Morowitch was the only person with her,
husband at the time."
There was something in his tone that made me take particular note
of this last fact, especially as he paused for an instant.
"Now, perhaps there would be nothing surprising about it all, so
far at least, were it not for the fact that the following
morning, when his junior partner, Mr. Kahan, opened the place of
business, or rather went to it, for it was to remain closed, of
course, he found that during the night someone had visited it.
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