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diff --git a/434-h/434-h.htm b/434-h/434-h.htm index ebb2db1..e173b2d 100644 --- a/434-h/434-h.htm +++ b/434-h/434-h.htm @@ -1,12 +1,9 @@ -<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Strict//EN" -"http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd"> -<html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" xml:lang="en" lang="en"> +<!DOCTYPE html> +<html lang="en"> <head> -<meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=utf-8" /> -<meta http-equiv="Content-Style-Type" content="text/css" /> -<title>The Circular Staircase | Project Gutenberg</title> -<link rel="coverpage" href="images/cover.jpg" /> -<style type="text/css"> +<meta charset="utf-8"><title>The Circular Staircase | Project Gutenberg</title> +<link rel="coverpage" href="images/cover.jpg" > +<style> body { margin-left: 10%; margin-right: 10%; @@ -67,18 +64,18 @@ a:hover {color:red} <div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 434 ***</div> <div class="fig" style="width:55%;"> -<img src="images/cover.jpg" style="width:100%;" alt="[Illustration]" /> +<img src="images/cover.jpg" style="width:100%;" alt="[Illustration]"> </div> <h1>The Circular Staircase</h1> <h2 class="no-break">by Mary Roberts Rinehart</h2> -<hr /> +<hr > <h2>Contents</h2> -<table summary="" style=""> +<table> <tr> <td> <a href="#chap01">I. I TAKE A COUNTRY HOUSE</a></td> @@ -220,7 +217,7 @@ a:hover {color:red} <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap01"></a>CHAPTER I.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap01"></a>CHAPTER I.<br > I TAKE A COUNTRY HOUSE</h2> <p> @@ -460,7 +457,7 @@ ridiculous. Lock up the house and go to bed. I am going to read.” <div class="fig" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/fig01.jpg"> -<img src="images/fig01.jpg" width="700" height="407" alt="Illustration:" /></a> +<img src="images/fig01.jpg" alt="Illustration:" style="width: 700px; height: 407px"></a> </div> <p> @@ -524,7 +521,7 @@ out of sight in the darkness. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap02"></a>CHAPTER II.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap02"></a>CHAPTER II.<br > A LINK CUFF-BUTTON</h2> <p> @@ -842,7 +839,7 @@ evening for the first time in three days. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap03"></a>CHAPTER III.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap03"></a>CHAPTER III.<br > MR. JOHN BAILEY APPEARS</h2> <p> @@ -1063,7 +1060,7 @@ blood—the body of a man I had never seen before. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap04"></a>CHAPTER IV.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap04"></a>CHAPTER IV.<br > WHERE IS HALSEY?</h2> <p> @@ -1362,7 +1359,7 @@ had disappeared! <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap05"></a>CHAPTER V.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap05"></a>CHAPTER V.<br > GERTRUDE’S ENGAGEMENT</h2> <p> @@ -1728,7 +1725,7 @@ and where was it? <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap06"></a>CHAPTER VI.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap06"></a>CHAPTER VI.<br > IN THE EAST CORRIDOR</h2> <p> @@ -1761,7 +1758,7 @@ position.” </p> <p> -I don’t know whether he understood me or not: he took of his glasses and +I don’t know whether he understood me or not: he took off his glasses and wiped them. </p> @@ -2079,7 +2076,7 @@ fancied I heard a groan—or was it the wind? <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap07"></a>CHAPTER VII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap07"></a>CHAPTER VII.<br > A SPRAINED ANKLE</h2> <p> @@ -2428,7 +2425,7 @@ left? <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap08"></a>CHAPTER VIII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap08"></a>CHAPTER VIII.<br > THE OTHER HALF OF THE LINE</h2> <p> @@ -2770,8 +2767,8 @@ chip—and then she stared at me. <p> “I appreciate your desire to have everything nice for him,” I went -on, “but the next time, you might take the Limoges china It’s more -easily duplicated and less expensive.” +on, “but the next time, you might take the Limoges china. It’s +more easily duplicated and less expensive.” </p> <p> @@ -2871,7 +2868,7 @@ with such a deservedly bad reputation. Then I saw something gleaming, which proved to be the handle of a cup, and a step or two farther on I found a V-shaped bit of a plate. But the most surprising thing of all was to find the basket sitting comfortably beside the road, with the rest of the broken -crockery piled neatly within, and a handful of small silver, spoon, forks, and +crockery piled neatly within, and a handful of small silver, spoons, forks, and the like, on top! I could only stand and stare. Then Rosie’s story was true. But where had Rosie carried her basket? And why had the thief, if he were a thief, picked up the broken china out of the road and left it, with his @@ -2896,7 +2893,7 @@ very nearly wiped my eyes on Beulah in the excitement. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap09"></a>CHAPTER IX.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap09"></a>CHAPTER IX.<br > JUST LIKE A GIRL</h2> <p> @@ -3305,10 +3302,10 @@ I couldn’t finish. Halsey stood looking at me with shut lips. </p> <p> -“She might have heard him fumbling at the door he had no key, the police -say—and thinking it was you, or Jack, she admitted him. When she saw her -mistake she ran up the stairs, a step or two, and turning, like an animal at -bay, she fired.” +“She might have heard him fumbling at the door—he had no key, the +police say—and thinking it was you, or Jack, she admitted him. When she +saw her mistake she ran up the stairs, a step or two, and turning, like an +animal at bay, she fired.” </p> <p> @@ -3331,7 +3328,7 @@ I could only nod my head in a hopeless affirmative. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap10"></a>CHAPTER X.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap10"></a>CHAPTER X.<br > THE TRADERS’ BANK</h2> <p> @@ -3669,7 +3666,7 @@ it, knowing me. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap11"></a>CHAPTER XI.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap11"></a>CHAPTER XI.<br > HALSEY MAKES A CAPTURE</h2> <p> @@ -3866,7 +3863,7 @@ lavender border and its faint scent. Gertrude was the first to speak. <p> “Yes. Halsey tried to stop whoever it was and fell. Gertrude, that -blanket is not mine. I have never seen before.” +blanket is not mine. I have never seen it before.” </p> <p> @@ -3884,7 +3881,7 @@ Mrs. Watson, the housekeeper. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap12"></a>CHAPTER XII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap12"></a>CHAPTER XII.<br > ONE MYSTERY FOR ANOTHER</h2> <p> @@ -4277,7 +4274,7 @@ things. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap13"></a>CHAPTER XIII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap13"></a>CHAPTER XIII.<br > LOUISE</h2> <p> @@ -4669,11 +4666,11 @@ midst of luxury? <p> “Did you ever long, and long, for money—money to use without question, money that no one would take you to task about? My mother and I have -been surrounded for years with every indulgence everything that would make a -display. But we have never had any money, Miss Innes; that must have been why -mother rented this house. My stepfather pays our bills. It’s the most -maddening, humiliating existence in the world. I would love honest poverty -better.” +been surrounded for years with every indulgence—everything that would +make a display. But we have never had any money, Miss Innes; that must have +been why mother rented this house. My stepfather pays our bills. It’s +the most maddening, humiliating existence in the world. I would love honest +poverty better.” </p> <p> @@ -4812,7 +4809,7 @@ tired I did not disturb her. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap14"></a>CHAPTER XIV.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap14"></a>CHAPTER XIV.<br > AN EGG-NOG AND A TELEGRAM</h2> <p> @@ -5092,7 +5089,7 @@ certainly be some explanation—but what was it? </p> <p> -That day I repeated to Louise the telegram Mr. Warton had opened. +That day I repeated to Louise the telegram Mr. Harton had opened. </p> <p> @@ -5104,7 +5101,7 @@ like a criminal whose reprieve is over, and the day of execution approaching. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap15"></a>CHAPTER XV.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap15"></a>CHAPTER XV.<br > LIDDY GIVES THE ALARM</h2> <p> @@ -5360,7 +5357,7 @@ was not there! <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap16"></a>CHAPTER XVI.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap16"></a>CHAPTER XVI.<br > IN THE EARLY MORNING</h2> <p> @@ -5573,7 +5570,7 @@ stepbrother the night he died. The girl was in trouble enough as it was. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap17"></a>CHAPTER XVII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap17"></a>CHAPTER XVII.<br > A HINT OF SCANDAL</h2> <p> @@ -6003,7 +6000,7 @@ was as much in the dark as we were. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap18"></a>CHAPTER XVIII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap18"></a>CHAPTER XVIII.<br > A HOLE IN THE WALL</h2> <p> @@ -6276,7 +6273,7 @@ Liddy sniffed. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap19"></a>CHAPTER XIX.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap19"></a>CHAPTER XIX.<br > CONCERNING THOMAS</h2> <p> @@ -6328,7 +6325,7 @@ Traders’ Bank, tells a different story. He says that on the Thursday night before, about eight-thirty, Bailey went back to the bank. Jonas admitted him, and he says the cashier was in a state almost of collapse. Bailey worked until midnight, then he closed the vault and went away. The occurrence was so -unusual that the watchman pondered over it an the rest of the night. What did +unusual that the watchman pondered over it all the rest of the night. What did Bailey do when he went back to the Knickerbocker apartments that night? He packed a suit-case ready for instant departure. But he held off too long; he waited for something. My personal opinion is that he waited to see Miss @@ -6493,7 +6490,7 @@ Thomas—Thomas without a mark of injury on him, and dead. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap20"></a>CHAPTER XX.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap20"></a>CHAPTER XX.<br > DOCTOR WALKER’S WARNING</h2> <p> @@ -6828,7 +6825,7 @@ would do anything he could to get me away from Sunnyside. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap21"></a>CHAPTER XXI.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap21"></a>CHAPTER XXI.<br > FOURTEEN ELM STREET</h2> <p> @@ -7386,7 +7383,7 @@ last, “but I can not show it to you. It is not in my possession.” <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap22"></a>CHAPTER XXII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap22"></a>CHAPTER XXII.<br > A LADDER OUT OF PLACE</h2> <p> @@ -7598,7 +7595,7 @@ Thursday night, when I myself took a hand in the struggle. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap23"></a>CHAPTER XXIII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap23"></a>CHAPTER XXIII.<br > WHILE THE STABLES BURNED</h2> <p> @@ -7742,7 +7739,7 @@ another night. <p> Apparently only a few minutes elapsed, during which my eyes were becoming accustomed to the darkness. Then I noticed that the windows were reflecting a -faint pinkish light, Liddy noticed it at the same time, and I heard her jump +faint pinkish light; Liddy noticed it at the same time, and I heard her jump up. At that moment Sam’s deep voice boomed from somewhere just below. </p> @@ -7766,12 +7763,9 @@ gasolene exploded just as the volunteer department got to work, which shook their nerves as well as the burning building. The stable, being on a hill, was a torch to attract the population from every direction. Rumor had it that Sunnyside was burning, and it was amazing how many people threw something over -their night-clothes and flew to the conflagration. -</p> - -<p> -I take it Casanova has few fires, and Sunnyside was furnishing the people, in -one way and another, the greatest excitement they had had for years. +their night-clothes and flew to the conflagration. I take it Casanova has few +fires, and Sunnyside was furnishing the people, in one way and another, the +greatest excitement they had had for years. </p> <p> @@ -7881,8 +7875,8 @@ something that was glass or china crashed to the ground. Then I ran up the stairs and along the corridor to the main staircase. Gertrude was standing there, trying to locate the shots, and I must have been a peculiar figure, with my hair in crimps, my dressing-gown flying, no slippers, and a revolver -clutched in my hands I had no time to talk. There was the sound of footsteps in -the lower hall, and some one bounded up the stairs. +clutched in my hands. I had no time to talk. There was the sound of footsteps +in the lower hall, and some one bounded up the stairs. </p> <p> @@ -7943,7 +7937,7 @@ in view of the attempt to enter the house, there seemed to be no doubt of it. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap24"></a>CHAPTER XXIV.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap24"></a>CHAPTER XXIV.<br > FLINDERS</h2> <p> @@ -8226,7 +8220,7 @@ she would not go. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap25"></a>CHAPTER XXV.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap25"></a>CHAPTER XXV.<br > A VISIT FROM LOUISE</h2> <p> @@ -8632,7 +8626,7 @@ from the detective. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap26"></a>CHAPTER XXVI.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap26"></a>CHAPTER XXVI.<br > HALSEY’S DISAPPEARANCE</h2> <p> @@ -9046,7 +9040,7 @@ unless, possibly, the missing cook. Again I was working in a circle. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap27"></a>CHAPTER XXVII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap27"></a>CHAPTER XXVII.<br > WHO IS NINA CARRINGTON?</h2> <p> @@ -9104,7 +9098,7 @@ me, he got up. </p> <p> -“Miss Innes,” he said, taking of his hat, “do you know where +“Miss Innes,” he said, taking off his hat, “do you know where Alex, the gardener, is?” </p> @@ -9346,7 +9340,7 @@ Thomas was the only one sincerely mourned. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap28"></a>CHAPTER XXVIII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap28"></a>CHAPTER XXVIII.<br > A TRAMP AND THE TOOTHACHE</h2> <p> @@ -9652,7 +9646,7 @@ she was muttering thickly. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap29"></a>CHAPTER XXIX.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap29"></a>CHAPTER XXIX.<br > A SCRAP OF PAPER</h2> <p> @@ -10043,7 +10037,7 @@ How perfectly it all seemed to fit! <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap30"></a>CHAPTER XXX.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap30"></a>CHAPTER XXX.<br > WHEN CHURCHYARDS YAWN</h2> <p> @@ -10259,7 +10253,7 @@ never seen before. The man who lay before us was not Paul Armstrong! <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap31"></a>CHAPTER XXXI.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap31"></a>CHAPTER XXXI.<br > BETWEEN TWO FIREPLACES</h2> <p> @@ -10319,7 +10313,7 @@ There was a telegram that morning from Gertrude. </p> <p class="letter"> -“Halsey conscious and improving. Probably home in day or so.<br /> +“Halsey conscious and improving. Probably home in day or so.<br > G<small>ERTRUDE</small>.” </p> @@ -10436,7 +10430,7 @@ room. Then—who had dug the other hole in the false partition? <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap32"></a>CHAPTER XXXII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap32"></a>CHAPTER XXXII.<br > ANNE WATSON’S STORY</h2> <p> @@ -10627,7 +10621,7 @@ died that night. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap33"></a>CHAPTER XXXIII.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap33"></a>CHAPTER XXXIII.<br > AT THE FOOT OF THE STAIRS</h2> <p> @@ -11064,7 +11058,7 @@ OUR little comedy, Mr. Bailey?” <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap34"></a>CHAPTER XXXIV.<br /> +<h2><a id="chap34"></a>CHAPTER XXXIV.<br > THE ODDS AND ENDS</h2> <p> @@ -11230,7 +11224,7 @@ money was gone; in fact, it was hardly possible in the interval since the securities had been taken. Where was it? And from some chance remark let fall some months earlier by Arnold Armstrong at a dinner, Bailey felt sure there was a hidden room at Sunnyside. He tried to see the architect of the building, but, -like the contractor, if he knew of the such a room he refused any information. +like the contractor, if he knew of the room, he refused any information. It was Halsey’s idea that John Bailey come to the house as a gardener, and pursue his investigations as he could. His smooth upper lip had been sufficient disguise, with his change of clothes, and a hair-cut by a country @@ -11239,7 +11233,7 @@ barber. <p> So it was Alex, Jack Bailey, who had been our ghost. Not only had he -alarmed—Louise and himself, he admitted—on the circular staircase, +alarmed Louise—and himself, he admitted—on the circular staircase, but he had dug the hole in the trunk-room wall, and later sent Eliza into hysteria. The note Liddy had found in Gertrude’s scrap-basket was from him, and it was he who had startled me into unconsciousness by the clothes |