Category: Historical Novels
William Bones was a stalwart man, some thirty-five years of age, the master of a Brig which sailed from the port of Boston in Lincolnshire and was half his own property. He was a native of that town, his father having been therein a pork butcher in a fair way of business, his...
William Bones was a stalwart man, some thirty-five years of age, the master of a Brig which sailed from the port of Boston in Lincolnshire and was half his own property. He was...
2. CHAPTER TWOAbout a fortnight had passed since Mr. de Bohun had given his daughter Marjorie the family mascot. It was Friday, the 30th of January, 1930: the weather unpleasantly cold, overc...
3. CHAPTER THREEIt was that same Friday night, and about 9.55 by the clock. The men had just come in from the dining-room. They had been warned that the housekeeper, Mrs. Bankes (fear nothing--...
4. CHAPTER FOURThe majestic poise of the Nordic blood is nowhere seen in greater perfection than in that crown of our civilization, a modest English Country House. Here is there no class consc...
5. CHAPTER FIVELord Galton stood by the Home Secretary in his study, looked round suddenly, and said, "May I lock the door?" locked it without leave and then came back and began talking.
6. CHAPTER SIXThe boy Ethelbert was suffering; not from contrition--which, I need hardly tell one of your learning, is the pure sorrow for sin--but from attrition--which, I need hardly tell o...
7. CHAPTER SEVENThe Professor in his relief from the accursed emerald had fallen into a sprightly mood. He had compelled young Galton to take a _second_ walk, and therein had bored the turfist...
8. CHAPTER EIGHTMany of our most important modern inventions have been forestalled by the Chinese, for whom we should have the greater regard in that they are not Christians. Gunpowder, False M...
9. CHAPTER NINEThe Home Secretary was in his study before a pleasing fire. The Professor had left him. His daughter was with him. There was no one else in the room. He had asked her to come do...
10. CHAPTER TEN"Not so loud! Not so loud!" implored his agonized host. He took the detective aside into yet another room with yet another fire. It looked like some little nursery or schoolroom...
11. CHAPTER ELEVENDuring dinner Mr. Collop was not silent. In vain did the Home Secretary indicate to his servant by a grimace that Mr. Collop's wine should be spared. Mr. Collop had all the assu...
12. CHAPTER TWELVE"All these schemes of yours, Mr. Collop," he said firmly, "you must discard. Time is essential. I ask you for some immediate action. This very night. Mr. Collop, I beg you to pr...
13. CHAPTER THIRTEENIt is a fascinating occupation to watch a powerful human brain at work upon some great problems--the face alive with mind, the tension of the muscles, the frowning eyes; and to...
14. CHAPTER FOURTEENSunday morning had dawned brilliant, had grown in splendour. The mist had gone. A low but clear and even glorious sun flashed heaven athwart the snowy levels and transfigured th...
15. CHAPTER FIFTEEN"I asked His Honour, Mr. Dee Boe Hun, to bring you all in," he said, as though they were a school, "so's ye might see how things like this are _done_. It's the end of what's bee...
16. CHAPTER SIXTEENThe refined, the courteous phrase, was followed by a discreet cough. The cough was a trifle mechanical, the words a little too rapidly spoken, as is (alas!) the common fate of w...