Lady detective Dora Myrl and Paul Beck eventually join forces in this brisk mystery.
"For a hundred years, Phil."
"Not quite so long as that, I hope," he cried ruefully, and they both laughed, for it is hard to kill hope in the young. "Did I tell you that your father would give his consent if I had one hundred thousand pounds?"
"But you haven't, dear?"
"But I might make it. Abe Lamman told me that he sometimes makes a hundred thousand in a week."
"Oh! Abe Lamman!"
There was thorough dislike and contempt in the three words. She couldn't say more in a long speech.
"I don't want you to like him, darling. Indeed, I'd much prefer you didn't, all things considered. But he has been a good friend to me and may give me a useful hint."
"Don't trust him, Phil."
"So far and no further than I have reason to. Don't you be afraid, Norma. I fancy I know my way about as well as Abe. Wish me good luck and good-bye."
That good-bye was a very long and complicated business, but it ended at last. As the street door closed behind him the
Quite a page turner, this detective romance with an original story. A bit too contrived however to get full marks.
This story starts out slowly, but it turns into a 'page turner', with alot of twists. Just when you think you know what is going to happen next, you don't. The author does a good job with character descriptions too.