: Edgar Wallace
: Saif El-Dein Ahmed
: The Law of The Four Just Men
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Unravel the gripping tale of justice and vengeance in Edgar Wallace's 'The Law of The Four Just Men.' As the formidable quartet takes the law into their own hands, they meticulously plot and execute daring missions to right the wrongs of society. This thrilling narrative of moral complexity, intense suspense, and clever stratagems will keep you riveted from start to finish. Dive into a world where justice is redefined and the line between right and wrong is thrillingly blurred.

Edgar Wallace (1875-1932) was a prolific British writer, journalist, and playwright, best known for his crime thrillers and mysteries. Born in London, Wallace had a challenging childhood, eventually joining the army and later working as a war correspondent. He gained fame for his fast-paced, gripping novels, often centered around police investigations and criminal masterminds. Wallace's most famous creation is 'The Four Just Men,' and he is also credited with contributing to the original script of the classic film 'King Kong.' Over his lifetime, he wrote more than 170 novels, 18 stage plays, and numerous short stories. Wallace's works were hugely popular in the early 20th century, and his storytelling continues to influence the crime genre today.

The Man with the Canine Teeth


First published in The Strand Magazine, June 1921

“Murder, my dear Manfred is the most accidental of crimes,” saidLeon Gonsalez, removing his big shell-rimmed glasses and looking across the breakfast-table with that whimsical earnestness which was ever a delight to the handsome genius who directed the operations of the Four Just Men.

“Poiccart used to say that murder was a tangible expression of hysteria,” he smiled, “but why this grisly breakfast-table topic?”

Gonsalez put on his glasses again and returned, apparently, to his study of the morning newspaper. He did not wilfully ignore the question, but his mind, as George Manfred knew, was so completely occupied by his reflections that he neither heard the query nor, for the matter of that, was he reading the newspaper. Presently he spoke again.

“Eighty percent of the men who are charged with murder are making their appearance in a criminal court for the first time,” he said, “therefore, murderers as a class are not criminals—I speak, of course, for the Anglo-Saxon murderer. Latin and Teutonic criminal classes supply sixty percent of the murderers in France, Italy and the Germanic States. They are fascinating people, George, fascinating!”

His face lighted up with enthusiasm, and George Manfred surveyed him with amusement.

“I have never been able to take so detached a view of those gentlemen,” he said, “To me they are completely horrible—for is not murder the apotheosis of injustice?” he asked.

“I suppose so,” said Gonsalez vacantly.

“What started this line of thought?” asked Manfred, rolling his serviette.

“I met a true murderer type last night,” answered the other calmly. “He asked me for a match and smiled when I gave it to him. A perfect set of teeth, my dear George, perfect—except—”

“Except?”

“The canine teeth were unusually large and long, the eyes deep set and amazingly level, the face anamorphic—which latter fact is not necessarily criminal.”

“Sounds rather an ogre to me,” said Manfred.

“On the contrary,” Gonsalez hastened to correct the impression, “he was quite good-looking. None but a student would have noticed the irregularity of the face. Oh no, he was most presentable.”

He explained the circumstances of the meeting. He had been to a concert the night