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The Project Gutenberg eBook, The House 'Round the Corner, by Gordon Holmes
Title: The House 'Round the Corner
Author: Gordon Holmes
Release Date: April 12, 2012 [eBook #39432]
Language: English
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THE HOUSE 'ROUND THE CORNER
BY GORDON HOLMES
AUTHOR OF
A MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE, THE ARNCLIFFE PUZZLE, Etc.
NEW YORK
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS
Copyright, 1919, by
EDWARD J. CLODE
PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
CONTENTS
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| I. | Wherein the House Receives a New Tenant | 1 |
| II. | Showing How Even a House May Have a Way of Its Own | 21 |
| III. | A Midnight Seance | 42 |
| IV. | Showing How Explanations Do Not Always Explain | 63 |
| V. | Gathering Clouds | 84 |
| VI. | The Storm Breaks | 106 |
| VII. | A Faint-Hearted Ally | 127 |
| VIII. | Wherin Percy Whittaker Proves Himself a Man of Action | 147 |
| IX. | Showing the Real Strength of an Illusion | 167 |
| X. | Armathwaite States a Case | 185 |
| XI. | Preparations for Battle | 206 |
| XII. | The Dawn of a Black Friday | 226 |
| XIII. | Deus ex Machina | 246 |
| XIV. | In Which the Area Widens | 267 |
| XV. | The Laying of the Ghost | 287 |
CHAPTER I
WHEREIN THE HOUSE RECEIVES A NEW TENANT
The train had panted twelve miles up a sinuous valley, halting at three tiny stations on the way; it dwelt so long at the fourth that the occupant of a first-class carriage raised his eyes from the book he was reading. He found the platform packed with country folk, all heading in the same direction. Hitherto, this heedless traveller had been aware of some station-master or porter bawling an unintelligible name; now, his fellow-passengers seemed to know what place this was without being told; moreover, they seemed to be alighting there.
A porter, whose face, hands, and clothing were of one harmonious tint, suggesting that he had been dipped bodily in some brownish dye, and then left to dry in the sun, opened the door.
"Aren't you gettin' out, sir?" he inquired, and his tone implied both surprise and pain.
"Is this Nuttonby?" said the passenger.
"Yes, sir."
"Why this crush of traffic?"
"It's market day, sir."
"Thanks. I didn't expect to see such a crowd. Have you a parcels office, where I can leave some baggage?"
"Yes, sir."
"Hang on to this bag, then. There are three boxes in the van. You'll need a barrow—they're heavy!"
By this time, the man who knew so little of important Nuttonby—which held 3,005 inhabitants in the 1911 census, having increased by two since 1901—had risen, and was collecting a fisherman's outfit, and some odds and ends of personal belongings. He followed the porter, who, on eyeing the rods and pannier, and with some knowledge of "county" manners, had accepted the stranger as entitled to hold a first-class ticket. Sure enough, the boxes were heavy. The guard had to assist in handling them.
"By gum!" said the porter, when he tried to lift the first on to a trolley.
"Books," explained the traveler.
"I thought mebbe they wuz lead," said the porter.
"Some books have that quality," said the other.
The guard, a reader in his spare time, smiled. The owner of so much solid literature seized a stout leather