Arthur B. Reeve,
Constance Dunlap — Chapter 12
(1913)
“ Lawrence Macey met her eye unflinchingly."Suppose," he drawled, "just for the sake of argument, that you are right. What would you do?"Constance looked at the unruffled exterior of the man. With her keen perception she knew that it covered just as calm an interior. He would have said the same thing if she had been a real detective, had walked up behind him suddenly in the subway crush, had tapped his shoulder, and whispered, "You're wanted.""We are dealing with facts, not suppositions," she replied evasively. ”
