Louis Joseph Vance,
The Lone Wolf: A Melodrama
“ Come to examine it, that excuse had been far too clumsy to hoodwink any but a man bewitched by beauty in distress.Who was she, anyway? And what her interest in him? What had she been after in his room?—this American girl making a first visit to Paris in company with her venerable ruin of a parent? Who, for that matter, was Bannon? If her story of sleep-walking were untrue, then Bannon must have been at the bottom of her essay in espionage—Bannon, the intimate of De Morbihan, and an American even as the murderer of poor Roddy was an American! ”
