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("Good Lord!" said Henry Arthur Milton, and read on):

"Henry Arthur Milton, an English criminal, is believed to be in hiding in Berlin. Following an atrocious robbery and murder near London, the miscreant escaped to Germany, and has had the audacity to address a letter to Chief-Central Superintendent of Police Bliss...."

("They never get our titles right," he murmured)—

"...deriding the police efforts to capture him. That letter was posted in Berlin! The Ringer, as he is called, is a master of the art of disguise and owes his name (Ringer of Changes) to that fact. The crime for which he is now sought by the Berlin police is...."

(The Ringer read on and on, a set grin on his face):

"...Hitherto The Ringer has killed, but has never robbed. Man after man he has slain for some wrong done either to himself or to humanity. But robbery has never before been his object...."

"Dear me!" said Henry Arthur Milton, still smiling mirthlessly. "That is certainly amusing! Joe has forgotten something!"

He left Berlin by the night train on a passport which described him as Eric Ressermanns, a native of Munchen. He went on board the English boat as Joseph Sampson, of Leeds. But that was not the name that he wrote in the guest book at the Craven Street Hotel.

He spent the whole of the next day examining the files of a newspaper for particulars of the interesting crime with which his name had been associated.