The white cipher

Swirled in the maze of a slow awakening, dropped through an abyss from zenith to nadir, the prisoner came out of his dreams and stared through the bars of his door to the pearl...

There is that within the professional criminal’s nature which distrusts the men who carry out the laws. The laws, themselves, may be fair, but man, in the cracksman’s opinion, i...

Chester Fay watched the stout form of the Chief of Division as he crossed the room, tapped lightly on the door which led to the hallway, then waited with his fingers toying with...

Chester Fay felt the grip of a London night as he dodged in and out of the neatly boxed trees that lined the street upon which was the quiet house of the Two Lions.

Chester Fay had the saving grace of lightning analysis. He had received the surprise of his life without showing it. The sweep of his plaid cap, as he bowed to Saidee Isaacs and...

The grip of a London dawn was in the air as Fay rounded the hedge, within the foliage of the house next door to Saidee Isaacs’. He found his tweed overcoat, into the pockets of...

The channel boat Flushing was waiting the boat train that left London Bridge Station at eight P.M. The grizzled skipper leaned from the bridge and watched the queue of travelers...

This hotel had fallen upon better days. The paint and woodwork about the door were new. A smug respectability beamed from the windows and out of the courtyard. A motor car, sans...

He pressed the door open and glided inside the single ground-floor room. A group of burgers and broad-hipped Dutch girls were sitting at the tables. A Holland maid was bending o...

The key to the dye cipher was safe with him. The blundering attempts of Dutch Gus and the German crooks to obtain this key showed that pressure had been applied from some quarte...

Fay’s first movement was a start of surprise. He gripped the rail and waited as the dingy Dutch ship backed, starboarded, then started to turn in the confined waters of the canal.

Saidee Isaacs was the first to recover her voice and reason. She seized Fay’s left arm and drew him away from the edge of the cliff. She feared that he might cast himself into t...

Saidee Isaacs lifted her hand from Fay’s arm, swung with the movement of the ship, then hurried forward toward the direction of the Ladies’ Saloon where the game of Bridge was s...

The lieutenant-commander of the destroyer and MacKeenon were openly solicitous regarding their captives’ welfare. The cabin assigned to Saidee Isaacs was just off the ward-room....

“This way,” he said to Saidee Isaacs as he pointed toward a gravel-strewn roadway which wound around a red brick house. “Follow me and we’ll work west where they can’t find us.”