Edgar Wallace,
His Game
(1910)
“ Carsley went down to death, spinning like a top, and trying to say something ... and died with a little smile ... and his widow wanted a few pounds to buy a carpet! Tubs could have cried. "And, of course," she concluded, "if there were a bonus, it would mean so much." "I know—I know!" He leant over the desk, his big hands clasped on the pad, "And I'm simply aching to do something for you. I want to, and I—I can't see a way." She was disappointed; he saw that when she rose to go. He cursed himself that he was no genius, who could devise, at a second's notice, some plan for her relief. ”
