I PROPOSE to tell second hand the very remarkable story of what was known as “The Mortlake Cabal.” The rising generation will have but little knowledge of this case; and even those whose memories can carry them back for sixty years or more will have scarcely more than a vague remembrance that at that time strange rumours were floating about of something mysterious having occurred, and the names of some very prominent people were mentioned in connection with this “something mysterious.”
Before plunging into the subject, it is right that I should preface my remarks by saying that all particulars of the affair were furnished to me by my dear and intimate friend the late Richard Willett Grindle, who died a few years ago at the ripe age of eighty-five. Mr. Grindle was a born detective, and he
