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As was only to be expected, the tragic death of Sir Hercules Slaney caused a tremendous sensation in certain circles. To the ordinary man in the street it read more as a case of suicide on the part of a distinguished and brilliant man of science. But there were others who held a contrary view. But as to that the general public would have to wait. There had been a more or less informal inquiry on the day following the discovery of Sir Hercules's body, but this had been adjourned sine die at the request of the police.
No evidence beyond the finding of the corpse and its identification had been tendered at the opening proceedings, so that when Bly came to scan the papers with a view to obtaining certain information, he gleaned little for his pains. He was rather surprised that the police had made no attempt to discover his whereabouts, seeing that he was the one man in the world who knew all about the inner life of the deceased, so next morning he went down to Scotland Yard, and, after handing in his card, asked to see the individual who had the case in hand. A few minutes later he found himself in a plainly furnished office, sitting with Inspector James Paradine and Chief Constable Edgar Morrit, who informed him that they had the case in hand.