Joseph Smith Fletcher

“ The third house from the Hunter Street corner of Brunswick Square was distinguished from its neighbour houses by a red lamp, hanging at its entrance, and beneath this lamp, about half-past seven o'clock of a misty October evening, a woman, breathless and frightened, was frantically knocking at the closed door. ”

“ Somebody who for some reason or other wanted to get possession of it. That somebody watched Wraypoole enter; saw Miss Tandy go out; came up; knocked Wraypoole on the head; seized the manuscript; vanished before Miss Tandy came back. Eh?"
"Seems uncommonly like it," agreed the inspector. "Got to be sought for, that somebody. Well—there are things to be done."
Wedgwood went into the hall, where, the two doctors having gone away, Miss Tandy sat whispering dolefully to her neighbour.
"Look here, ma'am," he said. "The body will have to be removed to the mortuary. ”

“ The doctor made no remark. He turned the corner and went swiftly along to the opening into Handel Street. There beneath a gas-lamp two policemen stood, talking, and he made up to them.
"This lady says a man is lying dead in her flat in this street—she believes he has been murdered there, in her absence," he said in matter-of-fact tones. "One of you had better come to the flat with me and the other report at the police-station. If your police-surgeon is handy, send him along." ”