The Mystery of M. Felix

red to alarm the housekeeper and the constable who kept her company, and they were in doubt as to what was best to be done. There was no evidence that the man had entered the hou

im, but received no answer. By an ingenious arrangement, devised presumably by M. Felix himself, the keyhole of the door by which they stood was masked by a brass plate, the secret of which was known only to M. Felix. The silence strengthened their apprehensions of foul play, and they determined to force the door open. To effect this it was necessary to obtain the assistance of a locksmith, and Constable Nightingale issued forth once more, and brought back with him not only a locksmith, but a doctor in the neighborhood, Dr. Lamb, who was coming home late from a professional visit. With some difficulty the door was forced open, and the first thing that met their eyes was a pool of blood on the floor of the sitting-room. They describe it as such, although subsequent examination proved that there was a decided exaggeration in calling it

ur reporters, however, were not able to see Mrs. Middlemore; neither were they able to get access to the house; some absurd orders on the part of the police were being carried out, which converted the house into a kind of safe. But such ridiculous methods are not difficult to circumvent, and we determined that the public should not be robbed of their privileges. O

ormation which will throw light upon the circumstances surrounding his death, are urgently requested to call at the office of the Evening Moon at any time after the appearance of this advertisement. Liberal rewards will be p

was accused of anything whatever in connection with the strange affair. The action we took was taken in the cause of justice, to arouse it to action and assist it. In the lighted torch of publicity there is an irresistible moral force. It would be well if material light were thrown upon the black spaces in this mighty city--upon the black spaces in which crimes are committed, the perpetrators of which are enabled to escape because of the c

th. The house in Gerard Street is dark and silent; the body of M. Felix is lying

on the previous day, and the reflected light of white tho

he death of M. Felix. We were the first to announce an extraordinary and apparently inexplicable m

s outside the house in Gerard Street, looking up at the window of the sitting-room whi

on,' he said to the policeman. 'Is th

he policeman, quite c

d persevering, he hoped to pick up some item of inte

a wandering look as she turned them this way and that. The moment our reporter observed these symptoms of distress he came

the matter

. Middlemore, wringing h

has vanished?' inq

Mrs. Middlemore,

said our reporter, 'y

shed. If you don't believe me, go up and look for you

d our reporter, soothingly. 'Let

mself, our reporter entered the house, and ascended the stairs, fol

the inner door, leading to the bedroom. There was

he?' asked o

e was there last night before I locked the door;

on of a human form, but that was all. The body of