Fred M. White, The Master Criminal — The Rosy Cross (1898)
“ A few days later in the Central Hotel, New York, an angry and sore—with more senses than one—millionaire was having an anything but pleasant interview with the Chief of Police, the Bishop of Croydon and Lady Ella.“I can assure you, Mr. Potter,” said the official suavely, “your friends here are as innocent as yourself. And that they are really what they represent themselves to be, I am in a position to positively prove.” ”
