A detective uses a different way of thinking, of reasoning, to search for a villain. This story read like a treatise in philosophy as much as it did in mystery. I quite enjoyed it though on a philosophical level and the writing was top notch.
A great quote from the piece that I wanted to make sure I posted here:
"The most incredible thing about miracles is that they happen. A few clouds in heaven do come together into the staring shape of one human eye. A tree does stand up in the landscape of a doubtful journey in the exact and elaborate shape of a note of interrogation. I have seen both these things myself within the last few days. Nelson does die in the instant of victory; and a man named Williams does quite accidentally murder a man named Williamson; it sounds like a sort of infanticide. In short, there is in life an element of elfin coincidence which people reckoning on the prosaic may perpetually miss. As it has been well expressed in the paradox of Poe, wisdom should reckon on the unforeseen."
Here is a link to the story online: