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قراءة كتاب The Rider of Waroona
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The Rider of Waroona
By
Firth Scott
"The Track of Midnight," "The Last Lemurian," "Romance of Polar Exploration," etc.
John Long, Limited
Norris Street, Haymarket
All rights reserved
SOME PRESS OPINIONS OF THE AUTHOR'S WORKS
Daily Chronicle:—"Mr. Scott knows the colonial, native born, to the bones and the marrow."
Westminster Gazette:—"To say that each of them is a gem is not saying too much."
Globe:—"Mr. Firth Scott writes a straightforward, vigorous style, and has a keen eye for effective incident."
World:—"Deserves grateful recognition by lovers of tales well told."
Scotsman:—"Characteristically Australian."
Morning Post:—"The story of Australian settlement is of enthralling interest."
Saturday Review:—"This interesting and instructive book is very pleasant reading."
Literary World:—"Mr. Firth Scott's stories are, alternately imbued with rare glamour and realism. In either atmosphere he is entertaining, and in both convincing."
CONTENTS
| I | Crotchety Dudgeon | 9 |
| II | The Riddle | 21 |
| III | Disappeared | 34 |
| IV | Durham's Surmise | 44 |
| V | Mrs. Burke's Presentiment | 58 |
| VI | The Face at the Window | 79 |
| VII | Snared | 93 |
| VIII | The Note that Failed | 103 |
| IX | Dudgeon's Hospitality | 118 |
| X | "Fooled" | 133 |
| XI | Mrs. Burke's Rebuff | 156 |
| XII | As Through a Mist | 173 |
| XIII | Revenge is Sweet | 191 |
| XIV | The Last Straw | 211 |
| XV | The Rider's Scorn | 227 |
| XVI | Love's Conquest | 244 |
| XVII | Dudgeon Proposes | 265 |
| XVIII | Unmasked | 286 |
| XIX | The Ashes of Silence | 307 |
CHAPTER I
CROTCHETY DUDGEON
In an old, rackety, single-horse buggy, a vehicle which, to judge by the antiquity of its build and appearance and the rattle of its loose worn bolts, might have done duty since the days of the first pioneers, Dudgeon drove from his homestead to the bank.
He was a man who never discarded any article of use or clothing until it was hopelessly beyond repair. With a huge fortune stowed away in gilt-edged securities and metropolitan house property, he grudged even a coat of paint for the vehicle he had driven for nearly forty years. The local wheelwright had long since declined to attempt to repair it, so the old man fell back on fencing-wire and his own skill whenever the final collapse seemed imminent.
There was a legend circulating among the older residents of the district as to the reason for his peculiarities. To the younger generation it was merely an out-of-date story, for young Australia has scant heed for everything which does not come