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The Ghost In Love
On the 15th day of the First Moon, in the second year...

The Dwarf Hunters
The heavy summer in the South is particularly hard to...

Pearlin' Jean Of Allanbank
Few ghosts have obtained more notoriety than Pearlin'...

Lord St Vincent's Ghost Story
Sir Walter Scott, writing about the disturbances in the...

The Baggageman's Ghost
"The corpses of the passengers killed in the disaster u...

Smith: An Episode In A Lodging-house
"When I was a medical student," began the doctor, hal...

The Spectre Of The Broken
The following observations on that singular phenomeno...

Farm House 4 Chamber Plan
Opening into the wing from the kitchen, first, is a lar...

The Lost Cheque
Mr. A., a barrister, sat up one night to write letters,...


A quarter of an hour later he appeared again at the bot...





A Master Of Mysteries






The Mystery Of The Circular Chamber
One day in late September I received the following letter from my lawyer: "My Dear Bell, "I shall esteem it a favour if you can make it convenient to call upon me at ten o'clock to-morrow morning on a matter of extreme ...

The Warder Of The Door
"If you don't believe it, you can read it for yourself," said Allen Clinton, climbing up the steps and searching among the volumes on the top shelf. I lay back in my chair. The beams from the sinking sun shone through the st...

The Mystery Of The Felwyn Tunnel
I was making experiments of some interest at South Kensington, and hoped that I had perfected a small but not unimportant discovery, when, on returning home one evening in late October in the year 1893, I found a visiting card ...

The Eight-mile Lock
It was in the August of 1889, when I was just arranging my annual holiday, that I received the following letter. I tore it open and read: "Theodora House-boat, Goring. "Dear Mr. Bell, "Can you come down on Wedn...

How Siva Spoke
During the summer of the past year a medical friend of mine sent me an invitation to dine with him and two of his fellow-craftsmen at the Welcome Club at the Earl's Court Exhibition. One of our party was a certain Dr. Laurier, ...

To Prove An Alibi
I first met Arthur Cressley in the late spring of 1892. I had been spending the winter in Egypt, and was returning to Liverpool. One calm evening, about eleven o'clock, while we were still in the Mediterranean, I went on deck t...