But who killed the inventor?
The papers and the police, after groping for weeks in search of the answer, turned it over to the solution of Time, with the comforting assurance that MURDER WILL OUT.
BOOK TENTH.
DONE ON BOTH SIDES.
CHAPTER I.
A FISHER OF MEN.
Mr. Augustus Whedell was a gentleman who had been living handsomely for three years on his wits.
There was nothing remarkable in Mr. Whedell's personal appearance, with the exception of his wig. It was his fond belief that this wig looked like natural hair; but everybody knew it was a wig across the street. He also wore a gold double eyeglass, which he handled as effectively as a senorita her fan. Most of his loans, credits, and extensions, had been obtained by the dexterous manipulation of that eyeglass.