Serial Story Wrecker's Woe (Continued.)
She drawled the word, a soothing sing-song word—lul-[?]a-by. The p[?]o lid was open, Bellinda paused by the instrument on her way to the door,…
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Shipwrecks & the sea, 1936
256 stories in Northern Rivers's papers · page 5 of 13
Serial Story Wrecker's Woe (Continued.)
"By Hearne Digby." "Exactly," she returned tersely. By Hearne Digby, the man you and I are up against. I don't know how he came…
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"Nor was there. Of course it i[?]n't the sort of way of obtaining information I should adopt if I could avoid it, but when I find a man standing…
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SYDNEY, Friday:--A terrific explosion wrecked a building at the corner of Market and Kent Streets, City. shortly…
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Belinda could scarcely believe what she saw. She failed to arouse the sleeper. Courtney Trevor had tailed. Hearne Digby had not failed. He…
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The man on the bed held his head between both hands, and he tried to recall everything that had happened last night after he had come to Old…
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For one moment Ricky was inclined to tell himself that he must have gone off on a wrong scent, the next he was as certain as man could be…
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"They can't prove that we did anything," Belinda objected. "I'm not so sure, and, any way, a mere suspicion would be bad enough…
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When Drew returned to the break[?]ast table he was very nearly as [?] of that same news as Amos had been, more so in race, for, try as he would,…
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Plain Jane went over to the sink, and she deliberately ruffled Laurian's short hair. "Don't let's quarrel, old thing," she…
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"Exactly. I am employed by a lady you must have heard of, Miss Eleanor Torr." He brought that amazingly mendacious statement out…
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"You see," Hearne Digby Went on, "in the first place there is that little episode of the night on Wrecker's Woe."…
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"Oh, it's all very well saying that," Jane returnted provokingly, "but I always maintain that there's no sense in shutting one's eyes to…
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No, the truth of the matter was that in spite of all the pains he had taken, in spite of the little scraps of success of which he had made the…
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BUNDABERG, Wednesday:-- The small freighter Nalpa, which was taken in tow by the Marella yesterday morning off Double…
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The little elderly man, clothed in shabby garments and unimpeacnable respectability, glanced at the gentlemen named through his shining glasses,…
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(Continued.) Wilmot Drew moistioned his lips. The very thing he had tried to avoid had come to pass…
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The watcher's interest deepened. The fourth man to appear was the fool of a doctor who had been so easily hoodwinked. His presence with those others…
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The time-honoured position was reversed. Romeo leaned trom the sil[?]: Juliet—sucn a slim little Juliet—stco[?] in the garden below and gazed up,…
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But could one? It sounded simple enough. England was a tree country. Surely a fellow might hold his tongue if he chose. He doubted it. Suppose…
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