Sinopsis

THERE is this about every man who gets his living by his wits: he is at the mercy of wits that are shrewder and brighter. Elegant Edward (as Mr. Edward Farthindale was respectfully called) was police-proof. He could meet the suspicious eyes of a harassed constabulary without so much as a blink. He could answer peremptory summonses to police headquarters with a good conscience, for his many nefarious deeds were, if not within the law, at least so close to the border-line that an agile man could frisk to safety at the first hint of danger.