The Inspector, however, was little more than a machine, without much originality, and he worked on the lines dictated by experience and with the means and methods tried and available. In the latter respect our police and detective departments are well equipped; also, they are well disciplined, and systematized; but what both departments should have and rarely possess, are men of exceptional ability, training, and broad education at their heads to plan and direct the work of their subordinates. The consultation in which they were engaged was interrupted upon my entrance and they waited for what I might have to say. In response to my request for any additional information they might have, Miles reported fully on his investigations of the morning and there were some newly disclosed facts of which I had not before been aware. I had been told, as I have said, that White had gone out after we had left him, but it now developed from the night-officer's story that White had left the house a little after one o'clock wearing the plaid ulster and cap and had gone rapidly west on the north side of the street. He had returned the salute of the officer who was on the opposite side of the street. What further direction White took the officer could not say, as he had not watched him. He did not see White return, but about half an hour later when he was again approaching the house on his rounds he had observed a man peering in at one of White's windows, where the shade was slightly up, who, on finding himself observed, had walked away. The officer's suspicions were aroused, however, and he had returned to the scene again in a few minutes, and had then seen what appeared to be the same man come out of the vestibule of White's house and hurry west, turning up Sixth Avenue. He had followed him to this point, though no further, but had gotten a fair view of him, and thought he could identify him by his clothing and walk. "And how about the plaid ulster," I asked; "did the man have it or any large bundle with him that might contain it?" "No," the Inspector answered, "he was dressed in a light overcoat and a brown derby hat, and carried no bundle of any kind." "Then, where is the ulster," I repeated. "I don't know," he replied, I thought, somewhat testily. "We have got to find that coat, nevertheless," I persisted. "We will find it, sir; I'll promise that," said Miles; "that is, if it has not been destroyed." "Have you any idea," I asked, after a moment's reflection, "who was the man the night-officer saw?" "Yes," said the Inspector, "we have an idea it may have been White's cousin, Winters." "Henry Winters, do you mean?" I asked, startled. "Yes," he said, "do you know him?"