I waited downstairs.
Presently the elevator boy rushed into the street yelling 'Murder! Police!' I asked him what happened and he said he heard a shot and a sound like a body falling to the floor.

He took me upstairs and I rapped on the door.

This man here opened it and let me in.

He said the woman had killed herself.

As I knew you were coming here, I made sure that she was dead and remained to see that nothing was disturbed." "This man was in the room when the shot was fired ?" asked Britz, as if to make Beard realize the significance of it.
"Yes," responded the policeman.
"Mr.Beard, have you anything to add to the officer's story ?" curtly inquired the detective.
Beard faced his inquisitor, trying to meet his steady gaze with equal steadiness.