I MUST SAVE HER LIFE Within a few minutes Transome Kent had leapt into a car (a surface car) and was speeding north towards Riverside Drive with the full power of the car.

As he passed uptown a newsboy was already calling, "Club Man Murdered! Another Club Man Murdered!" Carelessly throwing a cent to the boy, Kent purchased a paper and read the brief notice of the tragedy.
Kivas Kelly, a well-known club man and _bon vivant_, had been found dead in his residence on Riverside Drive, with every indication--or, at least, with a whole lot of indications--of murder.

The unhappy club man had been found, fully dressed in his evening clothes, lying on his back on the floor of the billiard-room, with his feet stuck up on the edge of the table.

A narrow black scarf, presumably his evening tie, was twisted tightly about his neck by means of a billiard cue inserted in it.

There was a quiet smile upon his face.