Nicholas Mirandolet--British subject--born in Malta--educated in England--
a licentiate of the Royal College of Surgeons and of the Royal College of
Physicians--in private practice at Portsdown Road, Maida Vale, for the
last ten years.
"I believe you were called to the deceased by the last witness, Dr.
Mirandolet?" asked the Coroner. "Just so! Will you tell us what you
found?"
"I found the deceased lying on the pavement, about a dozen yards from my
house," answered Dr. Mirandolet, in a sharp, staccato voice. "A policeman
was bending over him. Mr. Gardiner hurriedly told us what he had seen. My
first thought was that the man was in what is commonly termed a fit--some
form of epileptic seizure, you know. I hastily examined him--and found
that my first impression was utterly wrong."
"What did you think--then?" enquired the Coroner.
Dr. Mirandolet paused and began to drum the edge of the witness-box with
the tips of his long, slender white fingers. He pursed his clean-shaven
lips and looked meditatively around him--leisurely surveying the faces
turned on him. Finally he glanced at the Coroner, and snapped out a reply.
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