Quotes About Intrigue

I may have said that I wanted to have an adventure, replied Miss Thane. But I never said that I wanted to be murdered in my bed.

She walked home', explained Sir Roland. 'We were walking home, weren't we? Very well, then. She walked home. Passed Lethbridge's house. Went in. Hit him on the head with the poker. Came out. Met us in the street. There you are. Plain as a pikestaff.' 'Well, I don't know,' said the Viscount. 'Seems queer to me.

Lord Worth: 'I think you may be quite useful to me. The heiress has a brother.' Captain Audley: 'I am not the least interested in her brother,' objected the Captain.

Simplicity was abhorrent to his lordship; he revelled in a net-work of intrigue; he loved to accomplish the impossible.

You have had Ravenscar murdered, and hidden his body in my cellar! uttered her ladyship, sinking into a chair. We shall all be ruined! I knew it! My dear ma'am it is no such thing! Deborah said amused. He is not dead I assure you!

Nothing more likely,said Hannasyde. I've got to try and rattle him. It's him that'll do the rattling,said the Sergeant darkly. he's the nearest thing to a snake I've seen outside of the Zoo.

Read that!" commanded madame dramatically, and handed her a crumpled sheet of paper. It contained a brief message in Juliana's sprawling characters: "My dear Tante, pray do not be in a taking, but I have gone with Vidal. I have No Time to write more, for I am in Desperate Haste. Juliana." "But—but it is not possible!" stammered Léonie, growing quite pale

But it is infamous that they have not told you!' declared Eustacie. 'Je n'en reviendrai jamais!' 'If it's all the same to you, miss, I'd just as soon you'd talk in a Christian language,' said Mr. Stubbs.

There is a corpse somewhere on the road to town. Mr Fox does not wish it there. Remove it!

This is my cousin, by the way. I dare say you know of him. He is very wicked and kills people in duels. Vidal, this is Frederick.

But as for Thaddeus Drybeck, words fail me!' The Inspector, placing no dependence on this statement, waited for her to continue.

Miss Thane turned her head to look up at Sir Tristram. 'I wish you will tell me what you did,' she said. 'You were not on the Brighton mail, were you? Is it possible that you rode here ventre à terre ?' 'No,' replied Sir Tristram. 'I came post.' Miss Thane seemed to abandon interest in his proceedings.

Martin,' interrupted Gervase, 'why were you stunned, kept in durance vile, and finally rolled into a sand-pit?

Richard paused. He drew his hand across his eyes, shuddering. "Milward saw the scratch. He cried out that the cards were marked! Suddenly everyone seemed to be gathered about our table—all talking! Jack had his hand on my shoulder; he and Dare were running through the pack. But all the while I could look at no one but Tracy—Andover. He seemed so sinister, so threatening, in those black clothes of his.

You must remember that nothing is more wearisome than to be obliged to listen to stories about a set of persons one has never seen.

I'll tell you something else too; by the time we're through we shall have had all we can stand of this North woman. I wouldn't mind betting she thinks we have nothing better to do than run around in circles while she gets on with this three-act problem play of hers.

Damn it, he was in here with the door locked!' Stephen said. 'He can't have been stabbed'.

but while you are wondering whether she be angel or devil, she is gone.

Then she saw something ahead of her in the woods. It

Why would anyone steal a menu?

Lunch was quickly eaten because everyone was so curious about the Indian in the woods.

There's another surprise!" Sam said. "I've seen your Mystery Man!

THE MYSTERY OF THE EMPTY SAFE

Grandfather, there's something we want to talk to you about." Grandfather looked concerned. "There's nothing wrong, is there?" "It's about the Roth house," Benny said. "It's a funny house." "Funny?" Grandfather asked. "Well," Violet began. "Benny is right. There are funny things in the house and funny people outside the house." The Mystery of the Singing Ghost