CONTENTS.
| BOOK I. | ||
| THE GENTLEMAN FROM TOLEDO. | ||
| chapter | page | |
| I. | A Startling Coincidence | [1] |
| II. | An Appeal to Heaven | [17] |
| III. | The Unfinished Letter | [31] |
| IV. | Imogene | [49] |
| V. | Horace Byrd | [67] |
| VI. | The Skill of an Artist | [85] |
| VII. | Miss Firman | [95] |
| VIII. | The Thick-set Man | [115] |
| IX. | Close Calculations | [128] |
| X. | The Final Test | [146] |
| XI. | Decision | [162] |
BOOK II. | ||
| THE WEAVING OF A WEB. | ||
| XII. | The Spider | [168] |
| XIII. | The Fly | [175] |
| XIV. | A Last Attempt | [189] |
| XV. | The End of a Tortuous Path | [199] |
| XVI. | Storm | [205] |
| XVII. | A Surprise | [213] |
| XVIII. | A Brace of Detectives | [214] |
| XIX. | Mr. Ferris | [233] |
| XX. | A Crisis | [245] |
| XXI. | A Heart's Martyrdom | [258] |
| XXII. | Craik Mansell | [264] |
| XXIII. | Mr. Orcutt | [278] |
| XXIV. | A True Bill | [299] |
| XXV. | Among Telescopes and Charts | [306] |
| XXVI. | "He Shall Hear Me!" | [313] |
BOOK III. | ||
| THE SCALES OF JUSTICE. | ||
| XXVII. | The Great Trial | [315] |
| XXVIII. | The Chief Witness for the Prosecution | [322] |
| XXIX. | The Opening of the Defence | [350] |
| XXX. | Byrd Uses his Pencil Again | [356] |
| XXXI. | The Chief Witness for the Defence | [369] |
| XXXII. | Hickory | [383] |
| XXXIII. | A Late Discovery | [392] |
| XXXIV. | What Was Hid Behind Imogene's Veil | [411] |
| XXXV. | Pro and Con | [436] |
| XXXVI. | A Mistake Rectified | [465] |
| XXXVII. | Under the Great Tree | [475] |
| XXXVIII. | Unexpected Words | [502] |
| XXXIX. | Mr. Gryce | [516] |
| XL. | In the Prison | [529] |
| XLI. | A Link Supplied | [555] |
| XLII. | Consultations | [568] |
| XLIII. | Mrs. Firman | [573] |
| XLIV. | The Widow Clemmens | [587] |
| XLV. | Mr. Gryce Says Good-bye | [600] |
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.
| PAGE | |
| "'Look out,' cried the detective, 'or you will get yourself into trouble,' and he tightened his grip on the old creature's arm." | [Frontispiece] |
| "Taking her hand in his, he looked at her long and searchingly. 'Imogene,' he exclaimed, 'there is something weighing on your heart.'" | [58] |
| "He paused, sick and horror-stricken. Her face had risen upon him from the back of the chair, and was staring at him like that of a Medusa." | [252] |
| Diagram | [364] |
| "The curtains parted and disclosed the form of Imogene. 'I am coming,' she murmured, and stepped forth." | [402] |
Note.—A portion of these illustrations originally appeared in Frank Leslie's Illustrated Newspaper, and have been used in this volume through the courtesy of Mrs. Leslie.