"The man is dead!" he said, gravely, turning to Rupert.
The child was undressed, and the appearance of the bed showed that he at least had occupied it.
"How long has your papa been lying here?" asked Malcolm.
"I don't know. I woke up a little while ago, and I saw him on the floor."
"Is he cold?" asked Rupert.
"Yes; he must have been lying here for some time. Probably he was about to undress, when he had an attack of some kind, and fell as we see him. Call Dr. Bancroft."
A physician from Massachusetts was one of the guests of the hotel, and occupied Room 57.
Summoned by Rupert, he entered the room, and immediately made an examination of the body.
"Died of heart disease!" he said, briefly.
"Will papa soon be well?" asked the little boy, anxiously.