…sharp pinch and sat up, whereupon something crawled from under him and made a precipitate bolt for the door. Knowing now that he had to deal with something material, the doctor lost no time, but whipping up his revolver, which he always kept under his pillow, and aiming at random, he fired three or four times in rapid succession! Probably the last of these shots took effect, for it was immediately followed by a dull thud on the floor. On the arrival of the rest of the household, with lights, the intruder was seen to be a coolie who had formerly been in the doctor’s employ but had been discharged for theft. He at once confessed that he had hidden there early in the evening, when the doctor was at dinner, with the intention of robbing and murdering his former employer, but, being overcome with exhaustion, he had fallen into…