"You know your own business best.

But if you succeed in identifying Berwin, will you let me know ?" Link looked keenly at the young man.
"Why do you wish to know about the matter ?" he asked.
"Out of simple curiosity.

The case is so mysterious that I should like to watch you unravel it." "Well," said Link, rather gratified by this tribute to his power, "I shall indulge your fancy." The result of this conversation was that Lucian observed in the newspapers next day an advertisement describing the looks and name, and physical peculiarities of the deceased, with special mention of the loss of the left hand's little finger, and the strange cicatrice on the right cheek.

Satisfied that the only way to learn the truth had been adopted by the authorities, Lucian impatiently waited for the development of the scheme.
Within the week he received a visit from the detective.
"You were right and I was wrong, Mr.Denzil," admitted Link generously.
"The newspapers were of more use than the handbills.

Yesterday I received a letter from a lady who is coming to see me to-morrow at my office.