“Think of a woman doing a thing like this!” cried Maynard.
“Horrible crimes have been committed by women,” said Nick, laying the cast-off clothing of the murderer on the table and drawing up a chair.
“There is nothing in the pockets,” he finally said. “Not a blessed thing. Now for the tailor. Ah!”
“What is it?” asked Maynard, as Nick gave a start of surprise.
“The clothes,” he said, “were made in Paris by Mons. Dumond. Here is the mark of the firm on the inner side of the collar. Careless thing to leave that mark here. It tells a great deal.”
“I see no name there,” said Maynard.
“Of course not,” said the detective, “but the trade-mark of the firm is here. I have seen it before under similar circumstances. Dumond makes clothes for actors; and has also been nicknamed the thieves’ tailor. In other words, he makes duplicates, imitations, disguises, and all sorts of trick garments. He is known by the better class of rascals the world over.”
“Then we can easily learn the name of the person who ordered this suit.”