Category: Mystery & Detective

William Makepeace Thackeray – Catherine A Story

Introducing to the reader the chief personages of this narrative. At that famous period of history, when the seventeenth century (after a deal of quarrelling, kingkilling, reforming, republicanising, restoring, re-restoring, play-writing, sermon- writing, OliverCromwellising, Stuartising, and Orangising, to be sure) had sunk into its grave, giving place to the lusty eighteenth; when Mr. Isaac Newton […]

William Le Queux – The Stretton Street Affair

The whole circumstances of the Stretton Street Affair were so complicated and so amazing from start to finish that, had the facts been related to me, I confess I should never have for a moment given them credence. That they were hard, undeniable facts, presenting a problem both startling and sensational, the reader will quickly […]

William Le Queux – The Sign of Silence

“Then it’s an entire mystery?” “Yes, Phrida.” “But it’s astounding! It really seems so utterly impossible,” declared my well-beloved, amazed at what I had just related. “I’ve simply stated hard facts.” “But there’s been nothing about this affair in the papers.” “For certain reasons the authorities are not exactly anxious for any publicity. It is […]

William Le Queux – The Seven Secrets

Ah! You don’t take the matter at all seriously!” I observed, a trifle annoyed. “Why should I?” asked my friend, Ambler Jevons, with a deep pull at his well-coloured briar. “What you’ve told me shows quite plainly that you have in the first place viewed one little circumstance with suspicion, then brooded over it until […]

William Le Queux – The Czars Spy

“There was a mysterious affair last night, signore.” “Oh!” I exclaimed. “Anything that interests us?” “Yes, signore,” replied the tall, thin Italian Consular-clerk, speaking with a strong accent. “An English steam yacht ran aground on the Meloria about ten miles out, and was discovered by a fishingboat who brought the news to harbor. The Admiral […]

William Le Queux – Hushed Up

“And he died mysteriously?” “The doctors certified that he died from natural causes—heart failure.” “That is what the world believes, of course. His death was a nation’s loss, and the truth was hushed up. But you, Phil Poland, know it. Upon the floor was found something—a cigar—eh?” “Nothing very extraordinary in that, surely? He died […]

William Hope Hodgson – Carnacki, The Ghost Finder

In response to Carnacki’s usual card of invitation to have dinner and listen to a story, I arrived promptly at 427, Cheyne Walk, to find the three others who were always invited to these happy little times, there before me. Five minutes later, Carnacki, Arkright, Jessop, Taylor and I were all engaged in the “pleasant […]

Wilkie Collins – The Woman in White

This is the story of what a Woman’s patience can endure, and what a Man’s resolution can achieve. If the machinery of the Law could be depended on to fathom every case of suspicion, and to conduct every process of inquiry, with moderate assistance only from the lubricating influences of oil of gold, the events […]

Wilkie Collins – The Moonstone

Extracted from a Family Paper I address these lines—written in India—to my relatives in England. My object is to explain the motive which has induced me to refuse the right hand of friendship to my cousin, John Herncastle. The reserve which I have hitherto maintained in this matter has been misinterpreted by members of my […]

Wilkie Collins – The Legacy of Cain

At the request of a person who has claims on me that I must not disown, I consent to look back through a long interval of years and to describe events which took place within the walls of an English prison during the earlier period of my appointment as Governor. Viewing my task by the […]

Wilkie Collins – The Law and the Lady

“FOR after this manner in the old time the holy women also who trusted in God adorned themselves, being in subjection unto their own husbands; even as Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord; whose daughters ye are as long as ye do well, and are not afraid with any amazement.” Concluding the Marriage Service of […]

Wilkie Collins – The Black Robe

THE doctors could do no more for the Dowager Lady Berrick. When the medical advisers of a lady who has reached seventy years of age recommend the mild climate of the South of France, they mean in plain language that they have arrived at the end of their resources. Her ladyship gave the mild climate […]

Wilkie Collins – No Name

THE hands on the hall-clock pointed to half-past six in the morning. The house was a country residence in West Somersetshire, called Combe-Raven. The day was the fourth of March, and the year was eighteen hundred and forty-six. No sounds but the steady ticking of the clock, and the lumpish snoring of a large dog […]

Wilkie Collins – Basil

WHAT am I now about to write? The history of little more than the events of one year, out of the twenty-four years of my life. Why do I undertake such an employment as this? Perhaps, because I think that my narrative may do good; because I hope that, one day, it may be put […]

Wilkie Collins – Armadale

It was the opening of the season of eighteen hundred and thirty-two, at the Baths of Wildbad. The evening shadows were beginning to gather over the quiet little German town, and the diligence was expected every minute. Before the door of the principal inn, waiting the arrival of the first visitors of the year, were […]

Wadsworth Camp – The Abandoned Room

The night of his grandfather’s mysterious death at the Cedars, Bobby Blackburn was, at least until midnight, in New York. He was held there by the unhealthy habits and companionships which recently had angered his grandfather to the point of threatening a disciplinary change in his will. As a consequence he drifted into that strange […]

Thomas W. Hanshew – The Riddle of the Night

It was half-past eleven on the night of Wednesday, April 14th, when the well-known red limousine of Mr. Maverick Narkom, superintendent of Scotland Yard, came abruptly to the head of Mulberry Lane, which, as you may possibly know, is a narrow road skirting one of the loneliest and wildest portions of Wimbledon Common. Lennard, the […]

Thomas W. Hanshew – The Riddle of the Frozen Flame

Mr. Maverick Narkom, Superintendent of Scotland Yard, sat before the litter of papers upon his desk. His brow was puckered, his fat face red with anxiety, and there was about him the air of one who has reached the end of his tether. He faced the man opposite, and fairly ground his teeth upon his […]

Thomas W. Hanshew – Cleek the Man of the Forty Faces

The thing wouldn’t have happened if any other constable than Collins had been put on point duty at Blackfriars Bridge that morning. For Collins was young, good-looking, and—knew it. Nature had gifted him with a susceptible heart and a fond eye for the beauties of femininity. So when he looked round and saw the woman […]

Thomas Hardy – Desperate Remedies

In the long and intricately inwrought chain of circumstance which renders worthy of record some experiences of Cytherea Graye, Edward Springrove, and others, the first event directly influencing the issue was a Christmas visit. In the above-mentioned year, 1835, Ambrose Graye, a young architect who had just begun the practice of his profession in the […]

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