Another had been before him, and that person ascribed his end to Opal Lamont.
Was this accusation true?
The old detective recalled his adventure in the house on Cedar Street and how narrowly he had escaped death at the hands of this same girl.
Perhaps this house belonged to the millionaire, like that one.
Once more in darkness, Carter had time to study the situation.
His curiosity got the better of him, and again he looked at the writing on the wall.
It looked plainer than ever now.
Who was Lewis Newell, the former victim?
He had never heard of such a person, but he did not doubt the truth of the inscription.
Suddenly the detective heard a sound that seemed to come from above.