Arthur Conan Doyle,
The Valley of Fear — Epilogue
(1915)
“ These infernal Scowrers, this cursed vindictive nest of criminals—""No, no, my good sir," said Holmes. "There is a master hand here. It is no case of sawed-off shotguns and clumsy six-shooters. You can tell an old master by the sweep of his brush. I can tell a Moriarty when I see one. This crime is from London, not from America.""But for what motive?""Because it is done by a man who cannot afford to fail, one whose whole unique position depends upon the fact that all he does must succeed. A great brain and a huge organization have been turned to the extinction of one man. ”
