Category: Crime, Thrillers and Mystery

Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 1

Mrs. James Preedy, lodging-house keeper, bred and born in the vocation, and consequently familiar with all the moves of that extensive class of persons in London that has no regular home, and has to be cooked for, washed for, and generally done for, sat in the kitchen of her h...

Chapters

20. CHAPTER XIX.

When a man of Mr. Holdfast's age and wealth marries, for love, a lady thirty years younger than himself, his friends generally regard him with pity, and predict that the day mus...

10. CHAPTER IX.

We have now to place before our readers an account of our proceedings respecting Antony Cowlrick, falsely accused of the murder of a man (name unknown) at No. 119, Great Porter...

8. CHAPTER VII.

It was fatally true. They were dancing in blood. The woman who made the awful discovery had white satin shoes on. As she uttered the appalling words she looked down at her feet,...

18. CHAPTER XVII.

I will now tell you why I have altered my mind with regard to Richard Manx, and why I have determined to watch his movements. The seal to this resolution was fixed the night bef...

19. CHAPTER XVIII.

A few hours before Becky wrote this last letter to the man she loved, the _Evening Moon_ presented its readers with a Supplement entirely devoted to particulars relating to the...

11. CHAPTER X.

The request was not to be denied. That the small party who made it could _not_ "reach" was self-evident, for she was scarcely three feet and a half in height. But to say, "pull...

2. CHAPTER I.

Mrs. James Preedy, lodging-house keeper, bred and born in the vocation, and consequently familiar with all the moves of that extensive class of persons in London that has no reg...

5. CHAPTER IV.

Mr. White Lush (smiling): I really cannot say. This is a case with very little poetry in it. (To witness): Your second floorer? Do you mean your tenant on the second floor?

14. CHAPTER XIII.

The door of the kitchen opened outwards into the passage, and the man, turning the handle with his right hand, stood upon the threshold with his left raised and resting, for sup...

17. CHAPTER XVI.

MY OWN DARLING,--It is nearly two o'clock in the morning. Everything is quiet in the house, and I can write in my little cupboard of a bedroom, the door of which leads into the...

15. CHAPTER XIV.

MY DARLING FRED,--I will now give you an account of all that has passed since I saw your dear face. I could not write to you before to-day, for the reason that I did not get an...

16. CHAPTER XV.

The street-door was thrown suddenly open, and a woman appeared on the doorstep, with a lighted candle in her hand, which the wind instantly blew out. The woman was Mrs. Preedy,...

4. CHAPTER III.

The _Evening Moon_ was an enterprising little paper, which gave all the news of the day in a fashion so entertaining that it was a success from its first appearance. Between noo...

13. CHAPTER XII.

So profound was the sleep of Mrs. Preedy, lodging-house keeper, whom we left slumbering in the first chapter of our story, that we have been able, without disturbing her, to mak...

3. CHAPTER II.

Have you ever observed and studied the expressions on the faces of the people who congregate before the "Murder" proclamations pasted up in Scotland Yard, and on the dead walls...

7. CHAPTER VI.

Yesterday, at the Martin Street Police Court, Antony Cowlrick was brought up for the seventh time, on the charge of being concerned in the mysterious murder which took place at...

6. CHAPTER V.

Yesterday the inquiry into the Great Porter Square mystery was resumed at the Martin Street Police Court, before Mr. Reardon. The court was again crowded, and the prisoner, Anto...

12. CHAPTER XI.

We have but little to add to the graphic statement of our Special Reporter. He paid altogether three visits to the house in which Antony Cowlrick's female friend, Blanche, rente...

1. VOLUME I.

9. CHAPTER VIII.

We hinted to our readers yesterday that we should have something of great interest to lay before them to-day with respect to Antony Cowlrick. For reasons which we shall in due t...