I have always enjoyed a good detective story. And this, watching Geyes as he followed Holmes' trail across the country, is no exception. This portion of the book was perhaps the most captivating of all of the parts of the book, as it holds the most kinetic energy in the story, and we as the audience are itching to know what Holmes did as well.
But, really, I have to admire the detective's tenacity and resourcefulness. Certainly, I would not have been able to talk to hotel owner after hotel owner after hotel owner in an attempt to find a culprit that may or may not exist. He must have had the patience of a saint.
Although it is interesting to note how even the country takes notice of this detective, grasping him as a hero to follow in the middle of anything else that was happening. Would America today be so enamored with a real-life detective? Serial killers exist today, but we don't hear about them nearly so much. Perhaps it is a mark of the times that this was such a novel concept, this idea of a detective chasing the clues of a dangerous man, whereas today we have all sorts of detective shows to watch at leisure.
Is this the precursor to all of those shows?
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