Edgar Wallace

“ My information from Scotland Yard is beyond doubt. The man who calls himself Number Six——”
“It may as well be a woman,” said Smith.
“No woman would dare,” said Cæsar. “No woman would dare! No, it is Welland. It is an amateur who got into touch with the chief of the intelligence bureau and persuaded him to let him take on the job. Remember, they have nothing against me at Scotland Yard. They have no proof; they know nothing of any crime that I might have committed. They have only a suspicion, an uneasiness—nothing more.” ”

“ At the mention of the young lady, Mr. Smith's mind grew calmer. He had a fear that some misguided, but well-meaning, officer from Scotland Yard had taken it upon himself to substantiate a passing suspicion. The active and intelligent young officers who pass into the criminal investigation department are prone to be zealous, and Smith would have hated to have been compelled to call upon the steely eyed Mr, Hallett with a complaint against his promising boys.
Obviously an amateur's work, thought he, as he again inspected the evidence of the hasty search ”

“ He did not remember any strange man or woman coming to the hotel, nor did the chambermaid. The only stranger who had put in an appearance was “the young lady who called on Mr. Ross”—and she, of course, was too young-ladylike to commit this act of vandalism. ”