Waldemar
indicated that he did see the edifice pointed out by Average Jones.
"The bullet came from back of that--perhaps from the next street.
They sighted by the telegraph pole. Suppose, now, a man riding in a
high coach passes along this avenue between the pole and the gun
operator, over yonder to the northward. Every one of the bullets
which hit the pole would have gone right through his body. Probably
a fixed gun. As for the wide shot, we'll see."
As he spoke, the Ad-Visor was leading the way across the street.
With upturned face he carefully studied the steel joists from end to
end. Presently he pointed. Following the line of his finger,
Waldemar saw a raw scar on the under side of one of the joists.
"There it is," said Average Jones. "The sights were a trifle off at
the first shot, and the bullet ticked the steel and deflected."
"So far, so good," approved Waldemar.
"I can approximate the height of the steel beam from the ground,
close enough for a trial formula," continued Average Jones.
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