E. Phillips Oppenheim - Crime & Mystery Collection - 110+ Thrillers & Detective Tales in One Volume (Illustrated Edition)

E. Phillips Oppenheim

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Nicholas Goade, Detective NICHOLAS GOADE, DETECTIVE Table of Contents

Wild Man’s Logic

The Emerald Pendant

Gypsy Blood

The Beautiful Sisters of Wryde

The Adjourned Inquest

The Spinsters

The Destined Woman

Peter Hames

The Imperfect Crime

Going, Going, Gone!

No Questions Asked; or Anon, £1,000

The Luckiest Young Man

Mademoiselle Anna Disappears

The Tiger on the Mountains

Paddy Collins Flaps His Wings

What Sir Stephen Forgot; or In the Strongroom

The Café Régal, the Mistral and the Lady

The Quarrel

Major Forester

The Dancing Gentleman

With a Dash

The Château of Phantasies

The Battling Pacifist

Ange Marie

The Modern Marauder

The Siren of the Madrid

An Ethical Dilemma

The Fugitive of Adelphi Terrace

Mr. Brown and the Madonna

Pudgy Pete & George Angus

Drama in the Dolls’ House

The Ninety-Ninth Thread

The Actor's Romance; or Kenmar’s Golden Day

The Happy Ending

The Pedagogue of Bellevue Mansions

Lady Katherine's Better Nature

A Comedy in Divorce

The Missing Hour; or Three To Four

The Fêted Lady; or Ada Malcolm's Dot

The Richest Client; or Working Backwards

Peter Ruff & The Double Four

Introducing Mr. Peter Ruff

A New Career

Vincent Cawdor, Commission Agent

The Indiscretion Of Letty Shaw

Delilah From Streatham

The Little Lady From Servia

The Demand Of The Double-Four

Mrs. Bognor's Star Boarder

The Perfidy Of Miss Brown

Wonderful John Dory

Recalled by The Double-Four

Prince Albert’s Card Debts

The Ambassador's Wife

The Man from the Old Testament

The First Shot

The Seven Suppers of Andrea Korust

Major Kosuth's Mission

The Man Behind the Curtain

The Ghosts of Havana Harbour

The Affair of An Alien Society

The Thirteenth Encounter

Michael Sayers & Norman Greyes

The Undiscovered Murderer

The Kiss of Judas

The Leeds Bank Robbery

The Honour of Monsieur Lutarde

The Three Malefactors

The Winds of Death

Seven Boxes of Gold

The Unfamiliar Triangle

Michael's Wedding Gift

The Mystery Advertisement

The Great Elusion

Jennerton & Co.

The Great Bear

The Lion's Den

Numbers One and Seven

The Man with Two Bags

Judgment Postponed

The Yankeedoodle Kid

Three Birds With One Stone

The Tax Collector

Tawsitter's Millions

Waiting For Tonks

Joseph Cray

The Donvers Case

The Two Philanthropists

Pussyfoot in Mischief

The Reckoning with Otto Schreed

The Rift

Satan and the Spirit

Mr. Homor’s Legacy

The Invincible Truth

The Recalcitrant Mr. Cray

Mr. Cray Returns Home

Commodore Jasen

The Ghosts Of Suicide Corner

No Red Ribbon For The Commodore

Commodore Jasen Watches His Step

The Seven Taverns Of Marseilles

The Obstinate Duke

The Salvation Of Mr. Timothy Ryan

The Table Under The Tree

Lord Dratten's Land Deal

Fifty-Fifty

The Commodore's Last Cigar

Miss Mott

Ask Miss Mott

Dinner Without Masks

The Magic Popgun

The House Of Dread

Behind Barred Doors

The House By The River

Lost Miss Greene

Against Order

First Catch The Girl

The Terrified Wife

Settled Out Of Jail

Baroness Clara of Linz

Thirty-Nine Wooden Boxes

An Olympian Debacle

Broken Engagements

Too Many Dukes

The Ritz Hotel Conference

Between The 8th Green And The 9th Tee

Help For Mr. Goldman

The Lonely Man

A Family Misunderstanding

The Listening Lady

A Gift From The Gods

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Table of Contents

Wild Man’s Logic

The Emerald Pendant

Gypsy Blood

The Beautiful Sisters of Wryde

The Adjourned Inquest

The Spinsters

The Destined Woman

Table of Contents

“FLIP, old lady, you’re getting fat,” Nicholas Goade murmured reflectively to the small white dog who sat by his side.

Flip, who hated personalities, snapped at a passing fly, and, missing it, yawned. Goade rose to his feet and knocked the ash from his pipe.

“Putting on weight myself,” he continued. “We’ll leave the car where it is to-day and go for a tramp.”

Man and dog presently left the village where they had spent the night and mounted to the moorlands. They left the road and tramped through the sunlit spaces of rich meadowland, skirted a cornfield and followed the wanderings of a trout stream flecked with silver and clear as polished glass. Deserting it when it entered the purlieus of a private domain, they made for the higher land, climbing for an hour or more until they reached at last a plateau of wilder and more broken country, which stretched to the foot of a distant range of hills. Goade, mopping the perspiration from his forehead, threw himself upon the turf with his arms extended and his face upturned to the sun.

“Doing us both good,” he murmured lazily.

Flip, who was sitting on her haunches breathing rapidly, suddenly sniffed the heather-scented air, turned her head, and emitted a short bark. Goade turned lazily over on to his side to ascertain the cause of the disturbance. His frame stiffened a little as he watched. He frowned slightly. Presently he scrambled to his feet.

“Looks odd, Flippy,” he murmured; “very odd.”

A man running in the vicinity of a railway station, pursuing a bus, or with the sombre enthusiasm of an athlete in training, is an ordinary sight enough, but a man running across a great expanse of empty country without any apparent destination, and following no definite track, is a very different matter. Half hidden by the shadow of a rock, Goade watched the approaching figure curiously. The fugitive—if he was a fugitive—was a small, dark man, sombrely dressed and of weedy build. He ran with much effort and in slipshod fashion, his head down, breathing heavily, taking uneven strides, and more than once disappearing altogether from sight as he stumbled into a heather bush. His course, if persevered in, would have taken him thirty or forty yards away from where Goade was standing, but seeing the man and the dog he gave a little cry and turned straight towards them. Almost at that moment, from some unseen place, there came the report of a gun and a shower of small shot pattered into the bushes around. Goade, mounting a little knoll, looked angrily in the direction from which they seemed to come, but there was no indication of any other human being within sight. He turned his attention to the young man who now, with a desperate effort, had covered the last few intervening yards and thrown himself upon the ground close at hand.

“Oh, Gawd!” he exclaimed. “Gawd!”