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  • Lady Audley's Secret

    M. E. Braddon

    Hardcover (North Books, Sept. 1, 2002)
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  • Lady Audley's Secret

    Mary Elizabeth Braddon

    Library Binding (Classic Books, May 21, 2007)
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  • Lady Audleys Secret

    Mary Elizabeth Braddon

    Audio CD (Naxos AudioBooks, July 8, 2016)
    Lady Audley is universally adored: beautiful, kind and charming, she enamors all whom she meets. It is not until the strange disappearance of widower George Talboys that her behavior takes an odd turn. George's friend Robert Audley, Lady Audley's nephew-in-law, is on the case; upper-class layabout-turned-detective, he is determined to get to the bottom of things. Mystery, mayhem, madness and despair: Lady Audley's Secret is the gripping and suspenseful novel that has been branded 'the most sensationally successful of all the sensation novels'.
  • Lady Audley's Secret!

    M. E. Braddon

    Hardcover (Forgotten Books, Jan. 31, 2018)
    Excerpt from Lady Audley's Secret!People who observed this accounted for it by saying that it was apart of her amiable and gentle nature always to be lighthearted, happy, and contented under any circumstances.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
  • Lady Audley's Secret

    Mary Elizabeth Braddon

    Paperback (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, Aug. 22, 2017)
    This book is one of the classic book of all time.
  • Lady Audley's Secret

    Mary Elizabeth Braddon

    Paperback (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, March 16, 2015)
    George Talboys is recovering from the news of the death of his wife when he is invited to visit the uncle of his friend Robert Audley and his uncle's second wife. Shortly after arriving George goes missing and Robert suspects that Lady Audley knows more about the disappearance than she is telling
  • Lady Audley's Secret

    Mary Elizabeth Braddon

    Paperback (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, Aug. 2, 2017)
    This book is one of the classic book of all time.
  • LADY AUDLEY'S SECRET

    Mary Elizabeth Braddon

    Paperback (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, Feb. 12, 2016)
    He threw the end of his cigar into the water, and leaning his elbows upon the bulwarks, stared meditatively at the waves. "How wearisome they are," he said; "blue and green, and opal; opal, and blue, and green; all very well in their way, of course, but three months of them are rather too much, especially-" He did not attempt to finish his sentence; his thoughts seemed to wander in the very midst of it, and carry him a thousand miles or so away. "Poor little girl, how pleased she'll be!" he muttered, opening his cigar-case, lazily surveying its contents; "how pleased and how surprised? Poor little girl. After three years and a half, too; she will be surprised." He was a young man of about five-and-twenty, with dark face bronzed by exposure to the sun; he had handsome brown eyes, with a lazy smile in them that sparkled through the black lashes, and a bushy beard and mustache that covered the whole lower part of his face. He was tall and powerfully built; he wore a loose gray suit and a felt hat, thrown carelessly upon his black hair. His name was George Talboys, and he was aft-cabin passenger on board the good ship Argus, laden with Australian wool and sailing from Sydney to Liverpool. There were very few passengers in the aft-cabin of the Argus. An elderly wool-stapler returning to his native country with his wife and daughters, after having made a fortune in the colonies; a governess of three-and-thirty years of age, going home to marry a man to whom she had been engaged fifteen years; the sentimental daughter of a wealthy Australian wine-merchant, invoiced to England to finish her education, and George Talboys, were the only first-class passengers on board. This George Talboys was the life and soul of the vessel; nobody knew who or what he was, or where he came from, but everybody liked him. He sat at the bottom of the dinner-table, and assisted the captain in doing the honors of the friendly meal. He opened the champagne bottles, and took wine with every one present; he told funny stories, and led the life himself with such a joyous peal that the man must have been a churl who could not have laughed for pure sympathy. He was a capital hand at speculation and vingt-et-un, and all the merry games, which kept the little circle round the cabin-lamp so deep in innocent amusement, that a hurricane might have howled overhead without their hearing it; but he freely owned that he had no talent for whist, and that he didn't know a knight from a castle upon the chess-board. Indeed, Mr. Talboys was by no means too learned a gentleman. The pale governess had tried to talk to him about fashionable literature, but George had only pulled his beard and stared very hard at her, saying occasionally, "Ah, yes, by Jove!" and "To be sure, ah!" The sentimental young lady, going home to finish her education, had tried him with Shelby and Byron, and he had fairly laughed in her face, as if poetry were a joke. The woolstapler sounded him on politics, but he did not seem very deeply versed in them; so they let him go his own way, smoke his cigars and talk to the sailors, lounge over the bulwarks and stare at the water, and make himself agreeable to everybody in his own fashion. But when the Argus came to be within about a fortnight's sail of England everybody noticed a change in George Talboys. He grew restless and fidgety; sometimes so merry that the cabin rung with his laughter; sometimes moody and thoughtful. Favorite as he was among the sailors, they were tired at last of answering his perpetual questions about the probable time of touching land. Would it be in ten days, in eleven, in twelve, in thirteen? Was the wind favorable? How many knots an hour was the vessel doing? Then a sudden passion would sieze him, and he would stamp upon the deck, crying out that she was a rickety old craft, and that her owners were swindlers to advertise her as the fast-sailing Argus.
  • Lady Audley's Secret

    M. E. Braddon

    eBook (, Jan. 16, 2018)
    Lady Audley's Secret by M. E. Braddon
  • Lady Audley's Secret

    Mary Elizabeth Braddon

    MP3 CD (IDB Productions, Sept. 3, 2018)
    Lady Audley's Secret CHAPTER I. LUCY. It lay down in a hollow, rich with fine old timber and luxuriant pastures; and you came upon it through an avenue of limes, bordered on either side by meadows, over the high hedges of which the cattle looked inquisitively at you as you passed, wondering, perhaps, what you wanted; for there was no thorough-fare, and unless you were going to the Court you had no business there at all. At the end of this avenue there was an old arch and a clock tower, with a stupid, bewildering clock, which had only one hand—and which jumped straight from one hour to the next—and was therefore always in extremes. Through this arch you walked straight into the gardens of Audley Court. A smooth lawn lay before you, dotted with groups of rhododendrons, which grew in more perfection here than anywhere else in the county. To the right there were the kitchen gardens, the fish-pond, and an orchard bordered by a dry moat, and a broken ruin of a wall, in some places thicker than it was high, and everywhere overgrown with trailing ivy, yellow stonecrop, and dark moss. To the left there was a broad graveled walk, down which, years ago, when the place had been a convent, the quiet nuns had walked hand in hand; a wall bordered with espaliers, and shadowed on one side by goodly oaks, which shut out the flat landscape, and circled in the house and gardens with a darkening shelter. The house faced the arch, and occupied three sides of a quadrangle. It was very old, and very irregular and rambling. The windows were uneven; some small, some large, some with heavy stone mullions and rich stained glass; others with frail lattices that rattled in every breeze; others so modern that they might have been added only yesterday. Great piles of chimneys rose up here and there behind the pointed gables, and seemed as if they were so broken down by age and long service that they must have
  • Lady Audley's Secret

    Mary Elizabeth Braddon

    Paperback (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, Sept. 11, 2017)
    This is The Classic Book
  • Lady Audley's Secret

    Mary Elizabeth Braddon

    Paperback (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, Sept. 12, 2017)
    The Famous Classic Book