Books with title The Charing Cross Mystery

J.S. Fletcher's popular murder mystery, a classic of the Edwardian mystery genre. When Hetherwick, a young lawyer, witnesses the sudden death of a fellow train passenger and the quick flight of another passenger, Hetherwick takes up the murder investigation. Through twists and turns, Hetherwick must uncover the truth of the murder. "The Charing Cross Mystery" was originally serialized under the title "Black Money."

David Flanders wants a little terror in his life. So he is ready for a break from the humdrum rigors of his ninth grade honors classes. Spending Spring vacation at the family's cottage on Long Island Sound seems the perfect solution, especially after David meets spunky Jessie Nordvig.But the idyllic days end suddenly when David and Jessie spot a gnarled sea captain dragging a body down to the water's edge. Here is all the terror David Flanders wants--and more, much more!

David Flanders wants a little terror in his life. So he is ready for a break from the humdrum rigors of his ninth grade honors classes. Spending spring vacation at the family's cottage on Long Island Sound seems the perfect solution, especially after David meets spunky Jessie Nordvig.But the idyllic days end suddenly when David and Jessie spot a gnarled sea captain dragging a body down to the water's edge. Here is all the terror David Flanders wants--and more, much more!

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Hetherwick had dined that evening with friends who lived in Cadogan Gardens, and had stayed so late in conversation with his host that midnight had come before he left and set out for his bachelor chambers in the Temple; it was, indeed, by the fraction of a second that he caught the last east-bound train at Sloane Square. The train was almost destitute of passengers; the car which he himself entered, a first-class smoking compartment, was otherwise empty; no one came into it when the train reached Victoria. But at St. James's Park two men got in, and seated themselves opposite to Hetherwick.