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American detective Grant Colwyn is on vacation in eastern England when he's forced to put his sleuthing cap back on to crack a tough case. A fellow guest of the hotel begins acting oddly and soon finds himself at the center of a murder investigation. Can Colwyn figure out what's actually going on before it's too late?
Arthur John Rees (1872-1942), was an Australian mystery writer. Born in Melbourne, he was for a short time on the staff of the Melbourne Age and later joined the staff of the New Zealand Herald. In his early twenties he went to England.
For the twentieth time Miss Meredith asked herself why her nephew had fallen in love with this unknown girl, Violet, from London, who loathed the country. From Miss Heredith's point of view, a girl who smoked and talked slang lacked any sense of the dignity of the high position to which she had been called. She was in every way unfitted to become mother of the next male Heredith -- if, indeed, she consented to bear an heir at all. It was Miss Heredith's constant regret that Phil had not married some nice girl of the county, in his own station of life, instead of a London girl. And now she was unwilling to wear the ancestral pearls, and was leaving them in her jewel box there in her room . . . Such thoughts were immediately dashed from her mind, however -- and she nearly tumbled, descending the staircase in her hurry. Vincent, at the table with the other guests, had risen at the sound of her hurrying feet. Oh, Vincent, I was just coming for you -- something terrible must have happened Miss Meredith began, in a broken, sobbing voice. I was going upstairs to my room -- when I heard the scream, and then the shot. They must have come from Violet's room
It is as strange a place as any for the meeting -- and for as strange a reason. Sir Henry Durwood, renowned throughout England for his medical understanding of the nervous system, has found his attention caught by a young man exhibiting the oddest peculiarities of motion -- peculiarities that just might signal danger to those nearby. The hotel restaurant's tables are but sparsely occupied. Two nights before, a Zeppelin had dropped a few bombs on the Durrington front, and the majority of hotel visitors had departed by the next morning's train, disregarding the proprietor's assurance that the affair was a pure accident -- a German oversight unlikely to happen again. Off and away the nervous ones went all the same, leaving the big hotel, the long curved seafront, the miles of yellow sand, the high green headlands, the best golf-links in the East of England, and all the other attractions mentioned in the hotel advertisements, to the nerve-proof handful. Yet another hotel guest besides Sir Durwood has noticed the same oddities, in the mysterious hotel guest: and this is Grant Colwyn . . . half English, half American -- and the most famous detective on two continents.
A classic locked room mystery from the genre’s Golden Age by the renowned Australian author of the Chief Inspector Luckraft series. On the day of his wife’s funeral, Robert Turold reveals that he has completed his lifelong quest to prove his family’s noble blood and restore its barony title. His brother and nephew will be his heirs, skipping over his daughter who he believes is illegitimate due to a deathbed confession from his wife. With the granting of a peerage within his reach, Robert has no qualms involving the neglected girl in public scandal—a turn of events that has left the surviving members of his family reeling. High on the Cornish cliffs, Robert’s isolated and imposing ...
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A young working class socialite marries a wealthy aristocrat, and moves to the country. She hates the country, however, so a weekend party is organized to cheer her up. When she is murdered, and the housekeeper is arrested, the husband hires a famous private detective to find out what really happened.
The aristocratic Phil Meredith chooses to marry Violet, a working-class girl from London, which raises more than a few eyebrows. However, when Violet decides to throw a party for her friends at her new country residence, she is murdered, leaving the guests in a state of shock. The arrival of two detectives, Merrington and Caldew, sets the investigation in motion. This is swiftly followed by the arrival of America’s greatest private eye, Grant Colwyn. Will he be able to work with the two policemen, or will he rely on his own methods to solve the case? ‘The Hand in the Dark’ is packed with red herrings, twists, and turns, and is sure to have even the most dedicated armchair detective gue...
The Hand in the Dark: Large Print By Arthur John Rees Seen in the sad glamour of an English twilight, the old moat-house, emerging from the thin mists which veiled the green flats in which it stood, conveyed the impression of a habitation falling into senility, tired with centuries of existence. Houses grow old like the race of men; the process is not less inevitable, though slower; in both, decay is hastened by events as well as by the passage of Time.
Arthur John Rees (1877-1942) was an Australian journalist, born in Melbourne. His proficiency was in writing crime mystery stories, amongst which are: The Shrieking Pit (1919), The Hand in the Dark (1920), The Moon Rock (1922) and Island of Destiny (1923). He also co-authored two works with John Reay Watson (1872-? ): The Hampstead Mystery (1916) and The Mystery of the Downs (1918).