Mirandolet. "Aye--secret is the word. Secret--yes!
And--sure!"
"Is there anything else you can tell us?" asked the Coroner.
"Only this," replied the witness, after a pause. "It may be material. As I
bent over this man as he lay there on the pavement I detected a certain
curious aromatic odour about his clothes. It was strong at first; it
gradually wore off. But I directed the attention of the policeman and Mr.
Gardiner to it; it was still hanging about him, very faintly, when we got
him to the hospital: I drew attention to it there."
"It evidently struck you--that curious odour?" said the Coroner.
"Yes," answered Dr. Mirandolet. "It did. It reminded me of the East--I
have lived in the East--India, Burmah, China. It seemed to me that this
man had got hold of some Eastern scent, and possibly spilt some on his
clothes. The matter is worth noting. Because--I have heard--I cannot say I
have known--of men being poisoned in inhalation."
The Coroner made no remark--it was very evident from his manner that he
considered Dr. Mirandolet's evidence somewhat mystifying. And Dr.
Mirandolet stepped down--and in response to the official invitation Dr.
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