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قراءة كتاب The Holladay Case: A Tale
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THE
HOLLADAY CASE
A TALE
By
BURTON E. STEVENSON
AUTHOR OF "AT ODDS WITH THE REGENT," "A SOLDIER OF VIRGINIA," ETC.
NEW YORK
HENRY HOLT AND COMPANY
1903
Copyright, 1903,
by
Henry Holt and Company
Published November, 1903
THE MERSHON COMPANY PRESS,
RAHWAY, N. J.
CONTENTS
chapter | page | |
I. | A Bolt from the Blue | 1 |
II. | In the Grip of Circumstance | 15 |
III. | The Coil Tightens | 37 |
IV. | I Have an Inspiration | 56 |
V. | I Dine with a Fascinating Stranger | 70 |
VI. | Godfrey's Panegyric | 70 |
VII. | Miss Holladay Becomes Capricious | 101 |
VIII. | The Mysterious Maid | 114 |
IX. | I Meet Monsieur Martigny | 131 |
X. | An Astonishing Disappearance | 146 |
XI. | I Unmask My Enemy | 165 |
XII. | At the Café Jourdain | 183 |
XIII. | En Voyage | 197 |
XIV. | I Prove a Bad Sentinel | 213 |
XV. | Two Heads are Better than One | 229 |
XVI. | I Beard the Lion | 247 |
XVII. | Etretat | 270 |
XVIII. | The Veil is Lifted | 280 |
XIX. | The End of the Story | 293 |
THE HOLLADAY CASE
CHAPTER I
A Bolt from the Blue
The atmosphere of the office that morning was a shade less genial than usual. We had all of us fought our way downtown through such a storm of wind, snow, slush, and sleet as is to be found nowhere save in mid-March New York, and our tempers had suffered accordingly. I had found a cab unobtainable, and there was, of course, the inevitable jam on the Elevated, with the trains many minutes behind the schedule. I was some half-hour late, in consequence, and when I entered the inner office, I was surprised to find Mr. Graham, our senior, already at his desk. He nodded good-morning a little curtly.
"I wish you'd look over these papers in the Hurd case, Lester," he said, and pushed them toward me.
I took them and sat down; and just then the outer door slammed with a violence extremely unusual.
I had never seen Mr. Royce, our junior, so deeply shaken, so visibly distracted, as he was when he burst in upon us a moment later, a newspaper in his hand. Mr. Graham, startled by the noise of his entrance, wheeled around from his desk and stared at him in astonishment.
"Why, upon my word, John," he began, "you look all done up. What's the matter?"
"Matter enough, sir!" and Mr. Royce spread out the paper on the desk before him. "You haven't seen the morning papers, of course; well, look at that!" and he indicated with a trembling finger the article which occupied the first column of the first page—the place of honor.
I saw our senior's face change as he read the headlines, and he seemed positively horror-stricken as he