DEATH HAS SEVEN FACES

The smell of money, and the evil engendered, as Saul Baron, whose family feeling was a fine, cordial hate, calls to his deathbed seven of his relatives and former associates, leaves them with nothing save the promise of a cache of gold. In the scramble this sets in motion, three die, others evade attempts against their lives, until the killer is caught, the bubble burst. A cleverly conceived and consummated job.