Extract: THE SCRAP OF GREY PAPER As a rule, Spargo left the Watchman office at two o'clock. The paper had then gone to press. There was nothing for him, recently promoted to a sub-editorship, to do after he had passed the column for which he was responsible; as a matter of fact he could have gone home before the machines began their clatter. But he generally hung about, trifling, until two o'clock came. On this occasion, the morning of the 22nd of June, 1912, he stopped longer than usual, chatting with Hacket, who had charge of the foreign news, and who began telling him about a telegram which had just come through from Durazzo. What Hacket had to tell was interesting: Spargo lingered to hear all about it, and to discuss it. Altogether it was well beyond half-past two when he went out of the office, unconsciously puffing away from him as he reached the threshold the last breath of the atmosphere in which he had spent his midnight. In Fleet Street the air was fresh, almost to sweetness, and the first grey of the coming dawn was breaking faintly around the high silence of St. Paul's. Spargo lived in Bloomsbury, on the west side of Russell Square. Every night and every morning he walked to and from the Watchman office by the same route-Southampton Row, Kingsway, the Strand, Fleet Street. He came to know several faces, especially amongst the police; he formed the habit of exchanging greetings with various officers whom he encountered at regular points as he went slowly homewards, smoking his pipe. And on this morning, as he drew near to Middle Temple Lane, he saw a policeman whom he knew, one Driscoll, standing at the entrance, looking about him......
About the Author: Joseph Smith Fletcher (Halifax, Yorkshire de l'Ouest, 7 février 1863 - Dorking, Surrey, 30 janvier 1935), mieux connu sous le signature J.S. Fletcher, est un journaliste, un poète et un écrivain britannique de roman policier. Fils d'un ecclésiastique, il fréquente une école de Wakefield avant de se rendre à Londres où il se destine à l'étude du Droit. Dès l'âge de 18 ans, il embrasse la double carrière d'écrivain et de journaliste. Pour des magazines londoniens, il rédige une série d'articles sous le pseudonyme de Son of the Soil, concernant l'histoire et les coutumes de régions rurales d'Angleterre, notamment de son Yorkshire natal. Il aborde la littérature par la poésie, s'intéresse ensuite à la publication d'essais, d'ouvrages religieux et surtout de romans historiques, dont plusieurs monographies romancées de grands personnages, avant de publier un premier roman, Frank Carisbroke's Stratagem; or, Lost and Won, en 1888. Avec Andrewlina, il signe en 1889 son premier roman policier, un genre auquel il réserve presque exclusivement sa plume à partir de 1914, produisant plus d'une centaine de romans et de recueils de nouvelles jusqu'en 1935. Ses récits policiers hésitent d'abord entre le roman d'aventures, le thriller anglais et le roman d'énigme, où l'enquête est parfois menée par l'inspecteur Skarratt de Scotland Yard ou par le sergent Charlesworth, détective de la police anglaise. À la fin de sa carrière, Fletcher penche résolument en faveur du roman d'énigme dans plusieurs textes où apparaît son héros récurrent le plus conséquent, le détective privé Ronald Camberwell.