Kitty Carstairs

Then common sense came to her aid. She was free, she was independent: the man might annoy her with his attentions, but he could not harm her. She sat up and met his smile with a...

“Kitty,” she said quietly, “remember you are among friends here—friends, who will not permit any person or thing to harm you.” She laid a reassuring hand on the girl’s shoulder.

COLIN HAYWARD began the journey south with much to wonder about. He had obtained no light whatever on the extraordinary affair in front of the burning house, for Sam had not rec...

THE passage of a motor-car through Dunford in the night-time was too common a happening to disturb sleepers or excite the curiosity of a wakeful person. To-night John Corrie was...

BY taking the path through the wood she had cut off a wide curve of the main road. She was nearly home. Already the few remaining lights of the village bade her welcome back to...

COLIN’S change of mind with respect to the hundred pounds had taken place within the hour following his proud refusal. The thought of Kitty’s position in the event of a scandal...

The wretched Corrie had come to the end of his sorry confession, not without interruptions mainly of an angry, abusive nature. And now the verdict—“You bungler!” Somehow it stun...

AT the risk of offending a stray customer Kitty delayed opening the post-office until her outraged spirit had become a little calmer—only a little, for the mingled passions so b...

ON the afternoon of the same day, which happened to be the weekly half-holiday, Rachel Corrie returned from a longish walk undertaken, as she had announced to her brother at din...

ON the following afternoon Kitty and her new friend were lounging in the latter’s sitting-room, one of the four apartments of a little, old-fashioned, top flat in Long Acre. The...

“Please sit down again, Hayward,” Risk said, enforcing his words with a mild pressure. “As far as we can see it at the moment, Corrie had no direct hand in the outrage—”

KITTY was not a little excited at the prospect of her trip with Hilda, though at first her pride had raised a difficulty, and she had begged to be allowed to pay her own expenses.

SAM was doomed to be late in starting on his round that morning. The moment Kitty’s mind grasped the significance of the windfall her tongue was loosed. She talked excitedly, ev...

IN the darkness of the hour preceding dawn John Corrie, fully dressed, lay on his bed listening. The sound he had been dreading yet yearning for had come at last. His sister was...

It was not so dark that the girl, who had halted a couple of yards away, could fail to see the smile accompanying the words. Symington’s was by no means an ill-looking countenan...

THAT nearly a fortnight should have passed without any effort on Symington’s part to “get a hold” of Kitty may seem to the reader to require some explanation. Possibly sufficien...

THROUGH the still summer dusk the night mail for London roared down the long declivity, clashed into a cutting and forth again, screamed, flashed past the deserted little statio...

“I’m ordered to Newcastle to-morrow, for a couple of days,” she informed him. “What am I to do about Kitty? Naturally, she’d imagine all sorts of things if I told her she must n...

SINCE last we saw them John and Rachel Corrie, apart from the conversation necessitated by business, had scarcely spoken to each other. The man kept a sullen silence, lest in sp...

ON the third evening following that of Kitty’s disappearance, Risk was reading a letter which the last post had just brought him. The letter was from Anthony West, and the impor...

THE woman with the red, expressionless face put her head into Kitty’s prison and said—“I’ve to tell ye that he’ll be coming to see you in five minutes from now.” Without waiting...

THE morning mail for Dunford was usually in the post-office by a quarter to seven. It was conveyed from the train by Sam, the postman, a little stout person with a grey military...

JOHN CORRIE was now fairly in the net. He reached his cottage in a condition verging on collapse, physical and mental, and slinking round to the back, gained admittance by the w...

FORTUNATELY for his stomach’s sake, at any rate, it was the weekly half-holiday, so that Mr. Corrie, having closed the shop at one, was free to relieve his sister in the post of...

AT the same hour, some four hundred miles away, Kitty’s absence was being felt. It was time to open the post office, and John Corrie was realizing that he would have more than e...

KITTY was undoubtedly nearing the limit of human endurance. Threats and offers of bribes had alike failed to move the red-faced woman; not one out of a hundred questions had she...

IT would seem that Rachel Corrie had forgotten her own weakness in her brother’s collapse. He had risen as usual, but it was evident that he was totally unfit for the business o...