The chair from which I had risen still stood in its place.

Then I asked him to point with his hand only, as I wished to move in the track of his shot.
Just behind my chair, and a little back of it, stood a high buhl cabinet.

The glass door was shattered.

I asked: "Was this the direction of your first shot or your second ?" The answer came promptly.
"The second; the first was over there!" He turned a little to the left, more toward the wall where the great safe stood, and pointed.

I followed the direction of his hand and came to the low table whereon rested, amongst other curios, the mummy of the cat which had raised Silvio's ire.