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| “In the deteckative line nothing sounds foolish” | Frontispiece |
| “This shell game is easy enough when you know how” | 8 |
| Mr. Winterberry did not seem to be concealed among them | 30 |
| A head silhouetted against one of the glowing windows | 44 |
| “These here is false whiskers and hair” | 86 |
| “Who sent you here, anyway?” | 106 |
| Under his arm he carried a small bundle | 108 |
| She made gestures with her hands | 128 |
| “Deteckating is my aim and my profession” | 138 |
| With another groan Wixy raised his hands | 150 |
| “The ‘ongsomble’ of my costume is ruined” | 162 |
| “There ain’t a day he don’t shoot and hit me” | 178 |
| The Missing Mr. Master | 202 |
| “You are a man, and big and strong and brave-like” | 234 |
| He perspires, and out comes the cruel admission | 252 |
| A man who looked like Napoleon Bonaparte gone to seed | 268 |
| He wore a set of red under-chin whiskers | 280 |
| “She thinks it’s Henry. She’s fixed up the guest bedroom for him” | 304 |
| A deteckative like you are oughtn’t to need twenty-five cents so bad as that” | 320 |
| He was followed by a large and growing group intent on watching a detective detect | 340 |
