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Kalinin
The wind was charged with moist, salt spray and caused the rocks to rumble angrily and the trees to rustle. A man with a black beard and a brigand's dark eyes was gazing at the Crucifix with a...
The Outcasts
The High Street of the town consists of two rows of one-storeyed hovels, squeezed close one against another. At the end of the street stood an old, long, two-storeyed house, kept by a retired...
The Heritage of Dedlow Marsh
The sun was going down on the Dedlow Marshes when two human figures appeared on the bank of a hidden channel. They each carried a gun and one was a young girl. Boone Culpepper held an invincible...
The Aluminum Dagger
A most dreadful thing has happened - a horrible murder has been committed. Mr. Marchmont certified that the man was dead, and Thorndyke produced a small folding camera, a telescopic tripod, a...
On Sacrifice, Dartboards, and the Night J.D. Salinger Died
...being the bouncer is a lot like being the designated driver at a raging house party...
The Inconsiderate Waiter
William's lapse into ingratedom began when he brought me oysters, and I was taken aback by his manner. A girl saw William and nodded three times to him, and William's face grew white as a...
The White Stocking
Whiston lay still and looked at his wife, who scrambled her hair before the mirror. He sobered down to navy blue, but she tripped beside him. Elsie blushed and laughed, went to the arms of Sam...
The Make-Believe Man
I had made up my mind that I would spend my vacation seeking adventures, but Kinney protested that this was no way to spend a vacation or to invite adventure. Friday night came and found us...
Chu Chu
The most enthusiastic lover of that "useful and noble animal," the horse, followed me, but my neighbor departed hurriedly with an unfinished sentence. My next intermediary was Enriquez Saltello, a...
The Mystery of the Grave-Yard or “A Dead Man’s Revenge”
Joseph Burns was dead, and the people greatly regretted his death. After the funeral services, a man with black hair and side whiskers asked to see Miss Dobson. At 3.20 o'clock in the morning, Mr...
A Whisper in the Dark
As we rolled along, I scanned my companion covertly, and saw much to interest a girl of seventeen. I answered readily, and told him about my cousin Guy. Twilight wrapped us in its shadows when I...
Storyboard
He documented his facial expressions, traced pathways with his finger, mimed the resulting sequences, and waited for something to fill the blank spaces behind.