M. Cole

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FOREWORDBy Michael Prendergast, M.D,It is to my friend Wilson that the design and method of the pages which follow is to be mainly attributed. Whether in or out of Scotland Yard, Wilson has always been an interested reader of detective novels, which he once declared to be " the beautiful...