Harold Ward, The Bodymaster (1923)
“ Did such a man as The Bodymaster really exist? Or was it only the writhing of my tortured imagination which transformed Doctor Darius Lessman, theologist and philanthropist, into a fiend incarnate? His lair is gone. A pile of charred ruins now occupies the place where it stood. Its inmates died with it. The Bodymaster is no more. But is he really dead? Time alone will tell. The records of the police department of the City of New York will bear out my story up to a certain point. ”
