To Leslie Faber (“The Ringer”)...

Rightly speaking, it is improper, not to say illegal, for those sadly privileged few who go in and out of Broadmoor Criminal Lunatic Asylum, to have pointed out to them any particular character, howev...

There were two subjects which irritated the mind of Margaret Belman as the Southern Express carried her toward Selford Junction and the branch line train which crawled from the junction to Siltbury. T...

George Ravini was not an unpleasant looking man. From his own point of view, which was naturally prejudiced, he was extremely attractive, with his crisp brown hair, his handsome Neapolitan features, h...

“An interesting man,” said Mr. Reeder, as the cab crossed Westminster Bridge. “He is, in fact, the most interesting man I know at this particular moment. It was fate that I should walk into him as I d...

The policeman who stood on the corner where Bennett Street meets Hyde Lane had the world to himself. It was nearing three o’clock on a chilly morning of early fall. The good and bad of Mayfair slept⁠—...

Mr. Reeder sat at his ease, wearing a pair of grotesquely painted velvet slippers, a cigarette hanging from his lips, and explained to the detective inspector who had called in the early hours of the ...

To do Ravini justice, he made no attempt to approach the girl, though she had seen him at a distance. The second day after his arrival, he had passed her on the lawn with no more than a nod and a smil...

When a nimble old man dropped from a high wall at midnight and, stopping only to wipe the blood from his hands⁠—for he had come upon a guard patrolling the grounds in his flight⁠—and walked briskly to...

London heard the news of John Flack’s escape and grew fearful or indignant according to its several temperaments. A homicidal planner of great and spectacular thefts was in its midst. It was not very ...

“The point is,” said Mr. Daver, “the only point⁠—I think you will agree with me here⁠—that really has any interest for us is that Mr. Ravini left without paying his bill. This was the point I emphasiz...

For a moment they stared at one another, she fearfully, he amazed. Olga Crewe! Then he became conscious that he was still gripping her arm, and let it drop. The arm fascinated Mr. Reeder⁠—he scarcely ...

Mr. Reeder closed the door, put on the lights, and set himself to unravel the inexplicable mystery of its opening. Before he went to bed he had shot home the bolt, had turned the key in the lock, and ...

Mr. Reeder was in his room, laying out his moderate toilet requirements on the dressing table, and meditating upon the waste of time involved in conforming to fashion⁠—for he had dressed for dinner⁠—w...

At the last moment the bank authorities had changed their minds, and overnight had sent £53,000 worth of gold for conveyance to the ship. They had borrowed for the purpose an army lorry from Woolwich,...

Her head in a whirl, Margaret Belman had stepped into the cab that was waiting at the door of Larmes Keep. The door was immediately slammed behind her and the cab moved off. She saw her companion; he ...

Mr. Reeder was not an emotional man. For the first time in his life Inspector Simpson learned that behind the calm and imperturbable demeanour of the Public Prosecutor’s chief detective lay an immense...

When Margaret Belman recovered consciousness, she was in the open air, lying in a little recess, effectively hidden from the mouth of the cave. A man in a torn shirt and ragged trousers was standing b...

It seemed an eternity before the tide turned and began slowly to make its noisy way up the beach. Most of the time Margaret was alone in the little recess, for Brill made periodical reconnaissances in...

J. G. Reeder came downstairs, and those who saw his face realized that it was not the tragedy he had almost witnessed which had made him so white and drawn. He found Gray in Daver’s office, waiting fo...

In an instant the air was filled with choking dust. Roar followed roar as the rocks continued to fall. “The mouth of the cave has collapsed!” roared Reeder in the other’s ear. “And the subsidence hasn...

He stood, holding the half-swooning girl, peering into the face he could only see by the reflected light of his lantern, and then suddenly the safe fell back from him without warning, leaping a gaping...

Miss Margaret Belman decided to take a holiday in the only pleasure resort that seemed worth while or endurable. She conveyed this intention to Mr. Reeder by letter. “There are only two places in the ...