Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine
Bandvale Hall had lain empty for a long time--old Frank Edwards, so well known as a sportsman, had been dead for eighteen years, his horses sold, his kennels dismantled, and his son, after so absurdly long a minority, (for his father had capriciously fixed his majority at twen...
Mr Percy Marvale, in the mean time, had not been idle at Howkey. He had established himself in the house, in spite of all the sour looks and short answers Mr Smith could bestow...
4. Chapter 4Have you?--poor girl, you never heard of Alice Elstree! But Frank, to be sure, has not heard of her for a year--and you're certainly pretty, and he's young--and has an eye for t...
2. Chapter 2Now old Smith was the son of a great London millionaire--an alderman, or even a lord mayor, for any thing I know--who had bought Howkey, and built an enormous house, to which hi...
3. Chapter 3Next day I trotted over to the Hall. Mr Percy Marvale was busy putting the finishing stroke to his _Demon of the Waste_, in which the interesting incident of the murder in the s...
1. Chapter 1Bandvale Hall had lain empty for a long time--old Frank Edwards, so well known as a sportsman, had been dead for eighteen years, his horses sold, his kennels dismantled, and his...