sat thinking over the strange events that had called him to the obscure
little Hungarian village. He had met with many strange cases in his long
career, but this particular case had some features which were unique.
Muller’s lips set hard and his hands tightened to fists as he murmured:
“I’ve met with criminals who used strange tools, but never before have
I met with one who had the cunning and the incredible cruelty to utilise
the mania of an unhinged human mind. It is a thousand times worse than
those criminals who, now and then throughout the ages, have trained
brute beasts to murder for them. Truly, this Hungarian peasant, Gyuri
Kovacz, deserves a high place in the infamous roll-call of the great
criminals of history. A student of crime might almost be led to think
that it is a pity his career has been cut short so soon. He might have
gone far.
“But for humanity’s sake” (Muller’s eyes gleamed), “I am thankful that I
was able to discover this beast in human form and render him innocuous;
he had done quite enough.”