Sketch Volume 48, No. 619; A Journal of Art and Actuality (Paperback)
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Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: .two women, woman-like, fell into one another s arms and sobbed for company. The knife, the knife! said Fergusson, when she could get her breath. When 1 got down to the gate, he said something gruffly about keeping him wailing, and then pushed right in past me. Why did you open the gate? Aggie asked, with trembling lips. I don t believe I did, Miss Aggie; I don t believe the gate was locked at all. And there he stood, with a great, gleaming, pointed knife in his hand. I can see the blade of it now, and I--well, I run. You--you did run, Fergy, whispered Aggie, smiling through her tears. The two went back into the drawing-room again, locking each door they passed through as they went, and waited in an agony of terror for death--or Mr. Carrisbrooke s return. Not more than half-an-hour later, the loud panting of the Panhard brought its welcome message, and Carrisbrooke and the Fotheringays were very much alarmed when they heard what had happened. I never gave the petrol for the house a thought, said Carrisbrooke, but there is plenty in the car. And in a few moments lights were lit and home looked home again. The two men took their revolvers and set out for an excursion round the house. They came back laughing. I didn t find your fearsome burglar, Fergusson, John Carrisbrooke said, when he could speak, but I found this upon the kitchen windowsill. It probably explains the mystery. Why, it s our carving-knife! said Fergusson. I gave it to the grinder yesterday. And probably the grinder was the burglar, Carrisbrooke remarked. Anyway, here is his message. The blade of the knife had been run through a dirty slip of pap.

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Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: .two women, woman-like, fell into one another s arms and sobbed for company. The knife, the knife! said Fergusson, when she could get her breath. When 1 got down to the gate, he said something gruffly about keeping him wailing, and then pushed right in past me. Why did you open the gate? Aggie asked, with trembling lips. I don t believe I did, Miss Aggie; I don t believe the gate was locked at all. And there he stood, with a great, gleaming, pointed knife in his hand. I can see the blade of it now, and I--well, I run. You--you did run, Fergy, whispered Aggie, smiling through her tears. The two went back into the drawing-room again, locking each door they passed through as they went, and waited in an agony of terror for death--or Mr. Carrisbrooke s return. Not more than half-an-hour later, the loud panting of the Panhard brought its welcome message, and Carrisbrooke and the Fotheringays were very much alarmed when they heard what had happened. I never gave the petrol for the house a thought, said Carrisbrooke, but there is plenty in the car. And in a few moments lights were lit and home looked home again. The two men took their revolvers and set out for an excursion round the house. They came back laughing. I didn t find your fearsome burglar, Fergusson, John Carrisbrooke said, when he could speak, but I found this upon the kitchen windowsill. It probably explains the mystery. Why, it s our carving-knife! said Fergusson. I gave it to the grinder yesterday. And probably the grinder was the burglar, Carrisbrooke remarked. Anyway, here is his message. The blade of the knife had been run through a dirty slip of pap.

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This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 40 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: . . . two women, woman-like, fell into one anothers arms and sobbed for company. The knife, the knife! said Fergusson, when she could get her breath. When 1 got down to the gate, he said something gruffly about keeping him wailing, and then pushed right in past me. Why did you open the gate Aggie asked, with trembling lips. I dont believe I did, Miss Aggie; I dont believe the gate was locked at all. And there he stood, with a great, gleaming, pointed knife in his hand. I can see the blade of it now, and I--well, I run. You--you did run, Fergy, whispered Aggie, smiling through her tears. The two went back into the drawing-room again, locking each door they passed through as they went, and waited in an agony of terror for death--or Mr. Carrisbrookes return. Not more than half-an-hour later, the loud panting of the Panhard brought its welcome message, and Carrisbrooke and the Fotheringays were very much alarmed when they heard what had happened. I never gave the petrol for the house a thought, said Carrisbrooke, but there is plenty in the car. And in a few moments lights were lit and home looked home again. The two men took their revolvers and set out for an excursion round the house. They came back laughing. I didnt find your fearsome burglar, Fergusson, John Carrisbrooke said, when he could speak, but I found this upon the kitchen windowsill. It probably explains the mystery. Why, its our carving-knife! said Fergusson. I gave it to the grinder yesterday. And probably the grinder was the burglar, Carrisbrooke remarked. Anyway, here is his message. The blade of the knife had been run through a dirty slip of pap. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN.

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: ...two women, woman-like, fell into one another's arms and sobbed for company. "The knife, the knife!" said Fergusson, when she could get her breath. "When 1 got down to the gate, he said something gruffly about keeping him wailing, and then pushed right in past me." "Why did you open the gate?" Aggie asked, with trembling lips. "I don't believe I did, Miss Aggie; I don't believe the gate was locked at all. And there he stood, with a great, gleaming, pointed knife in his hand. I can see the blade of it now, and I--well, I run." "You--you did run, Fergy," whispered Aggie, smiling through her tears. The two went back into the drawing-room again, locking each door they passed through as they went, and waited in an agony of terror for death--or Mr. Carrisbrooke's return. Not more than half-an-hour later, the loud panting of the Panhard brought its welcome message, and Carrisbrooke and the Fotheringays were very much alarmed when they heard what had happened. "I never gave the petrol for the house a thought," said Carrisbrooke, "but there is plenty in the car." And in a few moments lights were lit and home looked home again. The two men took their revolvers and set out for an excursion round the house. They came back laughing. "I didn't find your fearsome burglar, Fergusson," John Carrisbrooke said, when he could speak, " but I found this upon the kitchen windowsill. It probably explains the mystery." "Why, it's our carving-knife!" said Fergusson. "I gave it to the grinder yesterday." "And probably the grinder was the burglar," Carrisbrooke remarked. "Anyway, here is his message. The blade of the knife had been run through a dirty slip of pap... Paperback, Label: RareBooksClub.com, RareBooksClub.com, Produktgruppe: Book, Publiziert: 2012-05-15, Studio: RareBooksClub.com.

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: ...two women, woman-like, fell into one another's arms and sobbed for company. "The knife, the knife!" said Fergusson, when she could get her breath. "When 1 got down to the gate, he said something gruffly about keeping him wailing, and then pushed right in past me." "Why did you open the gate?" Aggie asked, with trembling lips. "I don't believe I did, Miss Aggie; I don't believe the gate was locked at all. And there he stood, with a great, gleaming, pointed knife in his hand. I can see the blade of it now, and I--well, I run." "You--you did run, Fergy," whispered Aggie, smiling through her tears. The two went back into the drawing-room again, locking each door they passed through as they went, and waited in an agony of terror for death--or Mr. Carrisbrooke's return. Not more than half-an-hour later, the loud panting of the Panhard brought its welcome message, and Carrisbrooke and the Fotheringays were very much alarmed when they heard what had happened. "I never gave the petrol for the house a thought," said Carrisbrooke, "but there is plenty in the car." And in a few moments lights were lit and home looked home again. The two men took their revolvers and set out for an excursion round the house. They came back laughing. "I didn't find your fearsome burglar, Fergusson," John Carrisbrooke said, when he could speak, " but I found this upon the kitchen windowsill. It probably explains the mystery." "Why, it's our carving-knife!" said Fergusson. "I gave it to the grinder yesterday." "And probably the grinder was the burglar," Carrisbrooke remarked. "Anyway, here is his message. The blade of the knife had been run through a dirty slip of pap... Paperback, Label: RareBooksClub.com, RareBooksClub.com, Produktgruppe: Book, Publiziert: 2012-05-15, Studio: RareBooksClub.com.