The Daughter of Anderson Crow. George Barr McCutcheon

Чтение книги онлайн.

СКАЧАТЬ

       CHAPTER XXIV

       The Flight of the Kidnapers

       CHAPTER XXV

       As the Heart Grows Older

       CHAPTER XXVI

       The Left Ventricle

       CHAPTER XXVII

       The Grin Derisive

       CHAPTER XXVIII

       The Blind Man's Eyes

       CHAPTER XXIX

       The Mysterious Questioner

       CHAPTER XXX

       The Hemisphere Train Robbery

       CHAPTER XXXI

       " As You Like It "

       CHAPTER XXXII

       The Luck of Anderson Crow

       CHAPTER XXXIII

       Bill Briggs Tells a Tale

       CHAPTER XXXIV

       Elsie Banks Returns

       CHAPTER XXXV.

       The Story is Told

       CHAPTER XXXVI

       Anderson Crow's Resignation

ILLUSTRATIONS

       Table of Contents

Anderson Crow (Frontispiece)

"'Safe for a minute or two at least,' he whispered"

"A baby, alive and warm, lay packed in the blankets"

"September brought Elsie Banks"

"The teacher was amazingly pretty on this eventful night"

"'What is the meaning of all this?'"

The haunted house

Wicker Bonner

"Rosalie was no match for the huge woman"

"She shrank back from another blow which seemed impending"

"Left the young man to the care of an excellent nurse"

"'I think I understand, Rosalie'"

"'I beg your pardon,' he said humbly'"

"It was a wise, discreet old oak"

"The huge automobile had struck the washout"

THE DAUGHTER OF ANDERSON CROW

       Table of Contents

CHAPTER I

       Table of Contents

Anderson Crow, Detective

       Table of Contents

      He was imposing, even in his pensiveness. There was no denying the fact that he was an important personage in Tinkletown, and to the residents of Tinkletown that meant a great deal, for was not their village a perpetual monument to the American Revolution? Even the most generalising of historians were compelled to devote at least a paragraph to the battle of Tinkletown, while some of the more enlightened gave a whole page and a picture of the conflict that brought glory to the sleepy inhabitants whose ancestors were enterprising enough to annihilate a whole company of British redcoats, once on a time.

      Notwithstanding all this, a particularly disagreeable visitor from the city once remarked, in the presence of half a dozen descendants (after waiting twenty minutes at the post-office for a dime's worth of stamps), that Tinkletown was indeed a monument, but he could not understand why the dead had been left unburied. There was excellent cause for resentment, but the young man and his stamps were far away before the full force of the slander penetrated the brains of the listeners.

      Anderson Crow was as imposing and as rugged as the tallest shaft of marble in the little cemetery on the edge of СКАЧАТЬ