"
"What's Philip's opinion worth?" The young girl smiled disdainfully.
"Philip seems to think that having shared an apartment with Jimmie,
gives him intimate knowledge of Jimmie's health. Philip is not a
medical man."
"No," acknowledged her father. "But here is a medical man who was
on the spot when Jimmie died. What's your opinion, Stone?"
Stone, suddenly conscious of the keen attention of his companions,
spoke slowly as was his wont when making a serious statement.
"Rochester's contention that Jimmie died from angina pectoris would
seem borne out by what transpired," he said. "Undoubtedly Jimmie
felt an attack coming on and used the customary remedy to relieve
it -"
"And what was that remedy?" questioned Mrs. Brewster swiftly.
"Amy1 nitrite." Stone spoke with decision. "I could detect its
presence by the fruity, pleasant odor which always accompanies the
drug's use."
"Ah!" The exclamation slipped from Mrs. Brewster. "Is the drug
administered in water?"
"No, it is inhaled - take care, you have dropped your handkerchief.
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