Nicholas Carter 
With Links of Steel 

It was about eleven o’clock one April morning. The sun was shining brightly outside, and at the curbing in front of the store were several handsome private carriages, with stiff-backed, motionless coachmen, in bottle-green livery, perched on their boxes, all of which plainly indicated the very desirable patronage accorded the firm mentioned. And that is where the mystery detective Carter must solve, began.