Excerpts from the Book 'Fenchurch Street Mystery':

... and sat down opposite to her, at the same marble-topped table which already held her large coffee (3d.), her roll and butter (2d.), and plate of ...
... Least of all in the so-called Fenchurch Street mystery, he replied quietly. Now the Fenchurch Street mystery, as that ...
... for one thing I doubt if they would accept them and in the second place my inclinations and my duty would-were I to become an active member of ...
... hour spent in obscure hints, Kershaw, finding the cautious German obdurate, decided to let him into the secret plan, which, he averred, would place ...
... Kershaw had made sundry demands on Smethurst's ever-increasing purse, and had accompanied these demands by various threats, which, considering ...
... desirous of seeing the old country once again after thirty years absence, I have decided to accept his invitation I don t know when we may actually ...
... She mistrusted the man from foreign parts-who, according to her husband's story, had already one crime upon his conscience-who might, ...
... truth, at this point I was not a little puzzled. Mrs. Kershaw's story and Smethurst's letters had both found their way into the papers, and following ...
... Muller and Mrs. Kershaw repeated the story which they had already told to the police. I think you said that you were not able, owing to pressure ...
... and realizing, no doubt, the absolute futility of any resistance, he had quietly enough followed the constable into the cab. No one at the fashionable ...
... stuffy court, had calmly dropped to sleep. The next witness, Constable Thomas Taylor, had noticed a shabbily dressed individual, with ...
... seemed to know in which direction. Francis Smethurst was rousing himself from his apathy he whispered to his lawyer, who nodded with ...
... that given by Mrs. Kershaw of her husband. Oddly enough he seemed to be a very absent-minded sort of person, for on this second occasion, ...
... his Honour could waste his time and mine by putting what he thought were searching questions to the accused relating to his past. Francis Smethurst, ...
... come back after thirty years with my pockets full of gold, and this was the first sad tale I had heard but I am a business man, and did not want ...
... that two and a half hours elapsed while I thus wandered on in the dark and deserted streets my sole astonishment is that I ever found the ...
... that those letters were proved not to have been written by the man in the dock. Exactly. Remember, Kershaw was a careless man-he had lost both ...
... put himself in communication with the police. Sir Arthur Inglewood produced him. How did Sir Arthur Inglewood come on his track? Surely, ...
... a man! Fie! He fumbled for his hat. With nervous, trembling fingers he held it deferentially in his hand whilst he rose from the table. ...
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