He glanced at Ransford, indicating Varner, who had come back with the constable and was standing by.

"He didn't fall," he went on, watching Ransford narrowly.

"He was violently flung out of that doorway.

Varner here saw it." Ransford's cheek flushed, and he was unable to repress a slight start.
He looked at the mason.
"You actually saw it!" he exclaimed.

"Why, what did you see ?" "Him!" answered Varner, nodding at the dead man.