Detective and mystery stories
Mid October, with its tang, and the blazoned glory of its skies and sun and tawny trees! Margot Anstruther thanked a kind fate that she could live these brilliant, exhilarating days out of doors. Had she been confined to office or classroom, her restless spirit would have carr...
Mid October, with its tang, and the blazoned glory of its skies and sun and tawny trees! Margot Anstruther thanked a kind fate that she could live these brilliant, exhilarating...
2. CHAPTER II.As Margot danced, with one man and then another, a rapt, detached, impersonal joy, shone in her face. Gone, between her and her guests, the feeling of inequality that her agile...
3. CHAPTER III.The intense relief of sudden light in a dark room, when one has felt the grip of deadly fear, brought from Margot a long drawn breath that her quick wits changed to a yawn--an a...
4. CHAPTER IV.Dawn streaked the eastern sky with orange and gold. A crispness in the air made Margot draw her cape closer about her. She and Gene had spent the intervening hour in Mrs. Bellew...
5. CHAPTER V.During dinner Gene had made several attempts to swing Margot into a mood which would be at least gracious to his love-making, but she had been distrait, which was more disconcer...
6. CHAPTER VI.Margot was to sleep on a cot in Mrs. Bellew’s basement. She made a rite of brushing her thick reddish hair, and invariably let her mind wander while she did it. Mrs. Bellew’s ch...
7. CHAPTER VII.Margot and Mrs. Bellew returned to the basement for the night, locking Margot’s room on the outside. Another sleepless night would play the mischief with her looks, but Margot f...
8. CHAPTER VIII.Margot arrived at Astoria at about ten o’clock on the following morning. She raised clear eyes to the zenith, praising, whatever it was she was accustomed to praise deep in her...
9. CHAPTER IX.Frederick Stoner stood on the doorsill, holding hat and stick, and striving to smile as if his presence on the threshold of Margot’s room was the most natural of all natural hap...
10. CHAPTER X.A long night because of long, long thoughts, then a few hours of sleep and then waking, to see the sun shining through her window. Margot wondered, as she examined her face in t...
11. CHAPTER XI.For a few seconds no one spoke, either to contradict or agree with Quinlan. And no one stirred or removed his gaze of stunned surprise and fascinated loathing from the severed a...
12. CHAPTER XII.A comforting assurance to the nervous and anxious landlady, a promise to let her be present at the grilling of Stella Ball, later in the evening, and an impulsive little kiss on...
13. CHAPTER XIII.The love of drama which lay back of Margot’s histrionic talent, and which had always made her create situations out of material from which the unimaginative could weave nothing,...
14. CHAPTER XIV.Cornelius Hart surprised and delighted Margot with his unsuspected power for dramatic narrative. It was almost as exciting, she told him sweetly, as if she had been present at t...
15. CHAPTER XV.Margot made an early start for Astoria. Her impatience to talk with Corinne Delamar would have brought her to the studio still earlier if there had been any hope of finding the...
16. CHAPTER XVI.A telegram from Corinne Delamar, later in the day, advised Margot that the strategically planned directors’ meeting was to take place the following morning at eleven, and would...
17. CHAPTER XVII.He had come at her bidding, a little reluctantly it had seemed to her, but she had greeted him with gay insouciance and had delicately skirted the edge of personalities during t...