It was in the spring of the year 1894 that all London was interested, and the fashionableworld dismayed, by the murder of the Honourable Ronald Adair under most unusual andinexplicable circumstances. The public has already learned those particulars of the crimewhich came out in the police investigation, but a good deal was suppressed upon thatoccasion, since the case for the prosecution was so overwhelmingly strong that it was notnecessary to bring forward all the facts. Only now, at the end of nearly ten years, am Iallowed to supply those missing links which make up the whole of that remarkable chain.The crime was of interest in itself, but that interest was as nothing to me compared to theinconceivable sequel, which afforded me the greatest shock and surprise of any event in myadventurous life. Even now, after this long interval, I find myself thrilling as I think of it, andfeeling once more that sudden flood of joy, amazement, and incredulity which utterlysubmerged my mind. Let me say to that public, which has shown some interest in thoseglimpses which I have occasionally given them of the thoughts and actions of a veryremarkable man, that they are not to blame me if I have not shared my knowledge withthem, for I should have considered it my first duty to do so, had I not been barred by apositive prohibition from his own lips, which was only withdrawn upon the third of lastmonth.
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