A Shadowed Love by Fred M. White

The Cambria Square murder was at once recognised as material for a great sensation. There had been more vulgar crimes and more mysterious ones, but there was here all the making of the kind of drama that the soul of the modern journalist loves.

In the first place Mr. Paul Spencer had been more or less a fascinating personage. He was supposed to have laid the nucleus of his fortune abroad; he had come back to England, where he was at once established as a great philanthropist of the best kind. He was the sort of man who did good by stealth, and blushed to find it fame. His peculiarities were dwelt upon--his passion for privacy, the fact that most people outside his own household were only allowed to see him in the semi-darkness, all were told in the newspaper tale. There was something strange about the man.