The House On Balfour Street

Author : Charles Patton Dimitry
Publisher : Theclassics.Us
ISBN 13 : 9781230425894
Total Pages : 106 pages
Book Rating : 4.4/5 (258 download)

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Download or read book The House on Balfour-Street; a Novel written by Charles Patton Dimitry and published by Theclassics.Us. This book was released on 2013-09 with total page 106 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1874 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XVIL IX WHICH CAPTAIN VEENON MEETS AN ACQUAINTANCE. IT was destined to Mr. Creech, that morning, that his hours of vigil at the door of his shop were again to be fruitful of content. His mind had been distracted, far toward morning on the night before, in witnessing from the window of his room the tall form of Captain Vernon, who stood by the mantelpiece in the house opposite engaged in conversation with a man who, the little tobacconist was almost prepared to affirm, was surely a foreigner. But however strong was his curiosity on that occasion, and however praiseworthy the motive that impelled him to stare for hours, by the town clock, at what was transpiring in the house in Balfour-street, it is not to be denied that he had yielded, about the time the clock rang out the hour of ten, to a weakness which besets frail mortality. It would be worse than useless to deny that the little tobacconist had fallen asleep at his post. When he awoke--which phenomenon of waking was partly the result of a depressed feeling, consequent upon a weakness about the back and a chilliness about the legs, and partly owing to a noise that bore a suspicious resemblance to the jar of a violently closed door--he awoke to the knowledge that the fellow-mystery to the old mystery who lived over the way had departed wrapped up in a great cloak which concealed him from head to foot. He awoke to this knowledge, and to curse his sleepy head, and to stare, until the night-shadows had closed around him, at the fellow-mystery walking with hasty steps down the street, and then to turn his gaze toward the window, through which the usual mystery might he seen, walking, with his head bent upon his bosom, backward and forward for an hour after the departure of his...