Dead Men's Money. J. S. Fletcher

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      Table of Contents

       Chapter I. The One-Eyed Man

       Chapter II. The Midnight Mission

       Chapter III. The Red Stain

       Chapter IV. The Murdered Man

       Chapter V. The Brass-Bound Chest

       Chapter VI. Mr. John Phillips

       Chapter VII. The Inquest on John Phillips

       Chapter VIII. The Parish Registers

       Chapter IX. The Marine-Store Dealer

       Chapter X. The Other Witness

       Chapter XI. Signatures to the Will

       Chapter XII. The Salmon Gaff

       Chapter XIII. Sir Gilbert Carstairs

       Chapter XIV. Dead Man's Money

       Chapter XV. Five Hundred a Year

       Chapter XVI. The Man in the Cell

       Chapter XVII. The Irish Housekeeper

       Chapter XVIII. The Ice AX

       Chapter XIX. My Turn

       Chapter XX. The Samaritan Skipper

       Chapter XXI. Mr. Gavin Smeaton

       Chapter XXII. I Read my Own Obituary

       Chapter XXIII. Family History

       Chapter XXIV. The Suit of Clothes

       Chapter XXV. The Second Disappearance

       Chapter XXVI. Mrs. Ralston of Craig

       Chapter XXVII. The Bank Balance

       Chapter XXVIII. The Hathercleugh Butler

       Chapter XXIX. All in Order

       Chapter XXX. The Carstairs Motto

       Chapter XXXI. No Trace

       Chapter XXXII. The Link

       Chapter XXXIII. The Old Tower

       Chapter XXXIV. The Bargain

       Chapter XXXV. The Swag

       Chapter XXXVI. Gold

       Chapter XXXVII. The Dark Pool

Chapter I. The One-Eyed Man

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      The very beginning of this affair, which involved me, before I was aware of it, in as much villainy and wickedness as ever man heard of, was, of course, that spring evening, now ten years ago, whereon I looked out of my mother's front parlour window in the main street of Berwick-upon-Tweed and saw, standing right before the house, a man who had a black patch over his left eye, an old plaid thrown loosely round his shoulders, and in his right hand a stout stick and an old-fashioned carpet-bag. He caught sight of me as I caught sight of him, and he stirred, and made at once for our door. If I had possessed the power of seeing more than the obvious, I should have seen robbery, and murder, and the very devil himself coming in close attendance upon СКАЧАТЬ