"That was a good initial effort, running down the opium pill
mail-order enterprise."

"It was simple enough as soon as I saw the catchword in the 'Wanted'
line."

"Anything is easy to a man who sees," returned the older man
sententiously. "The open eye of the open mind--that has more to do
with real detective work than all the deduction and induction and
analysis ever devised."

"It is the detective part that interests me most in the game, but I
haven't had much of it, yet. You haven't run across any promising
ads lately, have you?"

Waldemar's wide, florid brow wrinkled.

"I haven't thought or dreamed of anything for a month but this
infernal bomb explosion."

"Oh, the Linder case. You're personally interested?"

"Politically. It makes Linder's nomination certain. Persecution.
Attempted assassination. He becomes a near-martyr. I'm almost
ready to believe that he planted a fake bomb himself."

"And fell out of a third-story window to carry out the idea? That's
pushing realism rather far, isn't it?"

Waldemar laughed. "There's the weakness. Unless we suppose that he