The gems among these stories - set in France - are the ones featuring Diane not the predictable detective. She's outrageous when it comes to defending her honor and her family. And she can handle a sword. What a pity that Hardy wrote so little.
A beautiful job of taking illustrations and text from print to electronic media. By all means, if you can, view the html version. Warning: the rhymes are probably not the versions you were told as a child.
Contains two additional short stories, "The Ruby and the Caldron" and "The Hermit of -- Street." "The House" read like a Twilight Zone episode I remember. Can't spoil fun and tell you which, but very satisfying.
Merry Christmas, Mr. Holmes. This vol. contains The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle, a short but sweet holiday mystery. Who knew Sherlock had the Spirit of the Season?
Please download these holiday stories and start with Dickens" "A Christmas Tree." it is his magnificent description of the trees of his youth and of his children's. An excerpt.
"And now, I see a wonderful row of little lights rise smoothly out of the ground, before a vast green curtain. Now, a bell rings--a magic bell, which still sounds in my ears unlike all other bells--and music plays, amidst a buzz of voices, and a fragrant smell of orange-peel ..."
A British Lady steps onto a train and disappears. Is she dead? Run away? Complicated by false identities and British Victorian era fear of scandal. Not bad, but would have been better if author was French!
About as complex as a bowl of cornflakes BUT I loved it. Set in London with A ghost who leaves the scent of violets, a damsel in distress, and a handsome, clean-cut American hero. Plenty of action and lots of misunderstandings and near disasters. Enjoy!
Exciting from start to finish. Like being on a roller coaster ride. Edgier than English myteries of the period. Fantomas is not 'gentleman thief'; rather sociopathic criminal mastermind. You keep reading to see what he'll think of next.
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"And now, I see a wonderful row of little lights rise smoothly out of the ground, before a vast green curtain. Now, a bell rings--a magic bell, which still sounds in my ears unlike all other bells--and music plays, amidst a buzz of voices, and a fragrant smell of orange-peel ..."