Category: Humour
Mrs. Eustace Greyne (pronounced Green) wrinkled her forehead--that noble, that startling forehead which had been written about in the newspapers of two hemispheres--laid down her American Squeezer pen, and sighed. It was an autumn day, nipping and melancholy, full of the rustl...
Mrs. Greyne was considerably shaken by the event of the previous night. Although, on the discovery of the diary, the house had been roused, and all the servants closely question...
3. Chapter 3A slight cackle emanated from the ledger, but immediately died away. A dead silence reigned in the office, broken only by the distant sound of the sea, and by the hard breathing...
1. Chapter 1Mrs. Eustace Greyne (pronounced Green) wrinkled her forehead--that noble, that startling forehead which had been written about in the newspapers of two hemispheres--laid down he...
4. Chapter 4“At this moment, Mrs. Forbes,” continued Mrs. Greyne, with rising fervour, “he looks for it to me from Africa. From that dark continent he stretches forth his hands to me in hum...
5. Chapter 5Abdallah Jack grasped her by the hand, and led her ruthlessly forward. Gazing with terror-stricken eyes over the crumbling rampart of the Kasbah, she saw the city far below her,...