G.—No; I guess he was alone.
R.—Did the doctor say how badly he was hurt?
G.—No; he felt his pulse, and listened to his heart, and said he was alive all right.
R.—Thanks; I’ll go over to St. Mary’s and see how he is getting along.
On reaching the hospital, which is only two blocks from the subway station, the reporter asks for the superintendent, with whom he carries on the following conversation:
R.—I want to find out about the old man who fell off the platform in the 65th Street subway station an hour and a half ago. How badly was he hurt?
S.—What was his name?
R.—I don’t know.
S.—I’ll look up the record. Here it is. He died at 1:15. His skull was fractured, and he died of a cerebral hemorrhage.
R.—Did they find out who he was?