J. Storer Clouston, The Heliotrope Hat (1910)
“ His niece seemed struck with an idea. “Do you know, Uncle, I don't believe he's a real burglar after all! He doesn't seem to me to have brains enough.” “Not a burglar!” cried Uncle Gregory. “Then what the blazes is he?” “A lunatic, evidently.” “Only a lunatic?”“But, my dear Uncle Gregory, it's just as clever to catch a lunatic as a burglar.” His face cleared. “Yes,” he allowed; “it shows the trap will work even on the poorest material. But what shall we do with him?” “Put him in the coal-cellar overnight and communicate with his relations to-morrow.” ”
