That man happened to be Dr.Davidson.

The two men returned to Peters's room.

Now, all three of them listened." Lawyer Griffin was eyeing Prescott curiously.
"Yesterday afternoon," continued Dick, changing the subject with seeming abruptness, "Fessenden, Bettrick and Deevers were all here, and signed affidavits before a clerk of yours, who is a notary public." "Proceed," requested Mr.Griffin, without either denying or admitting the truth of Dick's statement.
"Since he lost his bank position," Dick went on, "Fessenden has been compelled to live in a wretched room next to that occupied by the sick man Peters.

Two nights ago, as you will remember, there was a heavy rain.

Now, the roof leaked at that tenement house, and the dripping water washed away some of the plaster covering the none-too-thick partition between the room of Fessenden and the room of Peters.