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"That is your work," the criminologist said firmly. Craig collapsed. He would have fallen bodily to the ground if Middleton's grip had not kept him up. Quest bent over him. It was clear that he had fainted. They led him from the room. "We'd better lock him up until the police arrive," Quest suggested. "I suppose there is a safe place somewhere?" The Professor awoke from his stupor.
"Ah!" whispered Leroux, "MR. KING!" "The circle is narrowing," continued the physician. "I may not divulge confidences; but a very clever man the greatest practical criminologist in Europe is devoting the whole of his time, night and day, to this object." Helen Cumberly and Denise Ryland exhibited a keen interest in the words, but Leroux, with closed eyes, merely nodded in a dull way. Shortly, Dr.
Her manner was a little brusque but her voice pleasant. She was one of those who had learnt the art of silence. The criminologist glanced through the papers quickly and sorted them into two little heaps. "Send these," he directed, "to the police-station. There is nothing in them which calls for outside intervention. They are all matters which had better take their normal course.
All the remaining doors are locked, so that no one can escape if by any chance they should be hiding." They all agreed without dissent, and there was a general movement towards the buffet to pass the time until the coming of Mr. Sanford Quest. The Professor met the great criminologist and his assistant in the hall upon their arrival. He took the former at once by the arm. "Mr.
After all, what crime had she committed? She had tried to purloin a letter which did not belong to Stuart in the first place. And she had failed. Now the police were looking for her. His reflections took a new form. What of Gaston Max, foremost criminologist in Europe, who now lay dead and mutilated in an East-End mortuary?
It is probably a strong exaggeration when a prominent criminologist recently claimed that "eighty-five per cent. of the juvenile crime which has been investigated has been found traceable either directly or indirectly to motion pictures which have shown on the screen how crimes could be committed."
"Sanford Quest, the famous New York criminologist, was arrested at noon to-day, charged with the murder of his valet, Ross Brown, and Miss Quigg, Salvation Army canvasser. The crime seems to be mixed up in some mysterious fashion with others. John D. Martin, of signal tower Number 10, offered by Quest as an alibi, was found dead behind his tower.
The criminologist must face the fact that, in spite of contrary pretenses by most of our social doctors, we are still in our work-a-day life guided almost exclusively by the mores the folk-ways of old founded on expediency as revealed by experiences, and acquired by the only known process, that of trial and error.
Only don't forget the motive; it wasn't robbery, you know, though her ladyship was so sure it was robbers! There's the maker's name on the barrel. I should take a note of it, sir, if I was you!" That name and that note were all that Langholm had to show when he dined with the criminologist at his service club the same evening.
The criminologist slowly crossed the street, and sheltered himself in a basement entrance, from which he reversed the shadowing process. The twain hesitated before the first house, then one came up the sidewalk, as the other stood his ground. This man passed within a few feet of Shirley, who followed him over to Madison Avenue, then north to Fifty-fifth Street.
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