"I'll take the case," he said simply. "I think you'll find that
there is more to it than even you suspect. Before we get through,
I shall get a conviction on that empty shell, too. If there is a
gunman back of it all, he is no ordinary fellow, but a scientific
gunman, far ahead of anything of which you dream. No, don't thank
me for taking the case. My thanks are to you for putting it in my
way."
CHAPTER III
THE MYSTERY OF THE THICKET
"You know my ideas on modern detective work," Garrick remarked to
me, reflectively, when they had gone.
I nodded assent, for we had often discussed the subject.
"There must be something new in order to catch criminals,
nowadays," he pursued. "The old methods are all right--as far as
they go. But while we have been using them, criminals have kept
pace with modern science."
I had met Garrick several months before on the return trip from
abroad, and had found in him a companion spirit.
For some years I had been editing a paper which I called "The
Scientific World," and it had taxed my health to the point where
my physician had told me that I must rest, or at least combine
pleasure with business.
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