Cleek: The Man of the Forty Faces

The thing wouldn\'t have happened if any other constable than Collins had been put on point duty at Blackfriars Bridge that morning. For Collins was young, good-looking, and ¿ knew it. Nature had gifted him with a susceptible heart and a fond eye for the beauties of femininity. So when he looked round and saw the woman threading her way through the maze of vehicles at \"Dead Man\'s Corner,\" with her skirt held up just enough to show two twinkling little feet in French shoes, and over them a graceful, willowy figure, and over that an enchanting, if rather too highly tinted face, with almond eyes and a fluff of shining hair under the screen of a big Parisian hat ¿ that did for him on the spot.....

Reprint of the detective novel starring Hamilton Cleek, the master of disguise. Originally published in 1912.