"I've been through his pockets myself: there isn't a scrap of paper--not even as much as an old letter.

But he's evidently a tourist, or something of the sort, and so he'll probably have stayed in the city all night, and I'm going to inquire at the hotels." "There'll be an inquest, of course," remarked Ransford mechanically.
"Well--we can do nothing, Mitchington.

You'd better have the body removed to the mortuary." He turned and looked up the broken stairway at the foot of which they were standing.

"You say he fell down that ?" he asked.

"Whatever was he doing up there ?" Mitchington looked at Bryce.
"Haven't you told Dr.Ransford how it was ?" he asked.
"No," answered Bryce.