Partners in crime

Mrs. Thomas Beresford shifted her position on the divan and looked gloomily out of the window of the flat. The prospect was not an extended one, consisting solely of a small blo...

Mr. and Mrs. Beresford took possession of the offices of the International Detective Agency a few days later. They were on the second floor of a somewhat dilapidated building in...

"What on earth are you doing?" demanded Tuppence, as she entered the inner sanctum of the International Detective Agency--(Slogan--Blunt's Brilliant Detectives) and discovered h...

Tuppence watched him drive off in the car with a faint misgiving. Tommy was very sure--she herself was not so sure. There were one or two things she did not quite understand.

"The Mystery of the Sealed Packet," murmured Tommy. "Did it contain the fabulous pearls of the Russian Grand Duchess? Or was it an infernal machine destined to blow Blunt's Bril...

"Then what about a bite of dinner? It's early, but there's a little place here right opposite. We'll get a table by the window, so that we can watch the place all the time."

"Our advertisement looks well," he remarked, his head on one side. "Blunt's Brilliant Detectives. Do you realise, Tuppence, that you and you alone are Blunt's Brilliant Detectiv...

It was after three o'clock when, weary and sick at heart, the husband and wife reached home. Several hours passed before Tuppence could sleep. She lay tossing from side to side,...

The buzzer on Mr. Blunt's desk--(International Detective Agency, Manager, Theodore Blunt)--uttered its warning call. Tommy and Tuppence both flew to their respective peepholes w...

"That was the Chief. Seems to have got the wind up about us. It appears that the parties we're after have got wise to the fact that I'm not the genuine Mr. Theodore Blunt. We're...

Tommy was not pleased with life. Blunt's Brilliant Detectives had met with a reverse, distressing to their pride if not to their pockets. Called in professionally to elucidate t...

"Did you ever see the likes of that now, Father," she burst out, as Tommy ascended the steps. "That fellow comes here, asks for the young lady, rushes upstairs without how or by...

"Nonsense," said Tuppence. "You mustn't get swollen headed and think you are a millionaire just because you solved two or three twopenny halfpenny cases with the aid of the most...

Making the acquaintance of the Laidlaws proved an easy affair. Tommy and Tuppence, young, well dressed, eager for life and with apparently money to burn, were soon made free of...

"_You see, Watson, but you do not observe._ I wonder now whether one of these haughty damsels would condescend to notice us? Splendid, she drifts this way. It is true that she a...

"I wish I did. Tuppence, it's dead easy being the Old Man in the Corner up to a certain point. But the solution beats me. Who did murder the beggar? I don't know."

She had just entered the private office of Mr. Blunt from the adjoining one marked "Clerks," and was surprised to behold her lord and master with his eye riveted to the private...

Tuppence read on. This mysterious outbreak of ptomaine poisoning had occurred at Thurnly Grange. The deaths so far reported were those of Miss Lois Hargreaves, the owner of the...

"Ha!" said Tommy. "What do we deduce from this letter, Watson? Nothing much, except the somewhat obvious fact that Mr.--er--Montgomery Jones is not one of the world's best spell...

"You may have forgotten the fact, but I was once a clergyman's daughter myself. I remember what it was like. Hence this altruistic urge--this spirit of thoughtful consideration...

"My dear Tuppence, grant that this _poltergeist_ business is all a put up job, got up in order to persuade the girl to sell the house, someone must have thrown the things about....

Punctually to the time named, Mr. Randolph Wilmott, United States Ambassador to the Court of St. James, was ushered into Mr. Blunt's office. He cleared his throat and commenced...

"You have succeeded admirably. Thanks to you we have laid our hands on no less than five very interesting personages, and from them we have received much valuable information. M...

fun do you think I should get out of this game? I'm talking damned rot--but I can't help it. You're a good lad, Albert. You know what Tuppence is worth--she's worth a dozen of y...