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    The Ghost of Down Hill (Fantasy and Horror Classics)
    The Ghost of Down Hill (Fantasy and Horror Classics)
    The Ghost of Down Hill (Fantasy and Horror Classics)
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    The Ghost of Down Hill (Fantasy and Horror Classics)

    By Edgar Wallace

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    Edgar Wallace was a hugely successful author who over the course of his career produced some 173 books and seventeen plays. These were largely adventure narratives with elements of crime or mystery, and usually combined a bombastic sensationalism with hammy violence. First published in 1929, 'The Ghost of Down Hill' is one of his best-remembered novellas. Many of the earliest ghost stories and tales of hauntings, particularly those dating back to the 1900s and before, are now extremely scarce and increasingly expensive. We are republishing these classic works in affordable, high quality, modern editions, using the original text and artwork.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRead Books Ltd.
    Release dateNov 8, 2012
    ISBN9781447480266
    The Ghost of Down Hill (Fantasy and Horror Classics)
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    Edgar Wallace

    Edgar Wallace (1875–1932) was one of the most popular and prolific authors of his era. His hundred-odd books, including the groundbreaking Four Just Men series and the African adventures of Commissioner Sanders and Lieutenant Bones, have sold over fifty million copies around the world. He is best remembered today for his thrillers and for the original version of King Kong, which was revised and filmed after his death. 

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      The Ghost of Down Hill (Fantasy and Horror Classics) - Edgar Wallace

      Wallace

      I

      It was, of course, a coincidence that Margot Panton was the guest of Mrs John Staines on the night of the visitation; it was equally a coincidence that she travelled down to Arthurton by the 4.57 in the same railway coupé as Jeremiah Jowlett. And yet it was as natural that she should break her journey in town to accept the hospitality which her old nurse could offer her, as it was that Jeremiah and she should be fellow passengers by the only fast train which Jerry always took, summer and winter, unless he was away from London or was working up evidence against some malefactor; for Jerry was a barrister, and had a desk in the office of the Public Prosecutor.

      My dear, said Martha Staines in genuine admiration, I should never have known you!

      Margot, a slight, pretty figure curled up in an armchair before the fire, raised her tea cup in warning.

      Don’t tell me I’m growing pretty, Martha! she said solemnly. Ever since I can remember I have been growing pretty and have never quite grown.

      Well, you’ve got there now Margot, Martha Staines shook her head and sighed.

      The girl’s mother had died eight months before, leaving her orphan child in the guardianship of an absent brother-in-law. Martha recalled the sad, thin face of the woman she had served for so many years, and those happy days at Royston when Margot had been the most angelic of babies.

      Your uncle is back, then, Margot?

      The girl nodded, a gleam of amusement in her eyes.

      It is rather fun having a guardian you cannot find! she said. I wonder what he will do with me when the travel fever comes on him again?

      Martha shook her head. She was a stout, good-looking woman of forty-five, and her prosperity had neither spoilt her humour nor her manners.

      Where has he been this time? she asked.

      Margot took a letter from her bag and consulted it.

      The Upper Amazon, she said. "I’ll read you the letter:

      " ‘DEAR MARGOT,

      " ‘I was grieved to learn on my return that my poor sister had passed away. By the letters which I found waiting from your lawyers I see that I am appointed your guardian. I hope you will not find Arthurton a bore. I am rather an old fogey and am interested in very little outside of geology and spiritualism, but you shall be your own mistress. I shall expect you on Tuesday evening.

      " ‘Your loving uncle,

      ‘JAMES STUART.’

      Spiritualism, said Martha thoughtfully. That sounds lively.

      The girl laughed and put down her cup upon the table. She was at an age when even the supernatural phenomena of life were amusing.

      Mr Staines came in a few minutes later. He was a bluff man, red and jovial of face and stout of build. He brought with him a faint fragrance of pine, and the dust of the saw-mill lay like powder on his boots.

      It’s a lovely part of the country you’re going to, Miss Panton, he said, as he stirred his tea. I know it very well. What is the name of your uncle?

      Stuart, said the girl. Mr James Stuart.

      He nodded.

      I know his house, too; a big place at the foot of the hill with a lovely garden – in the proper season. It will be well under snow now.

      He scratched his chin.

      Yes, I remember him, a very close gentleman. He had the name of being a little eccentric, if you don’t mind my saying so, miss.

      He’s a spiritualist, Staines, said Martha.

      A spiritualist, eh? Mr Staines chuckled.

      Well, he’s got plenty of spirits to practise on at Arthurton. Maybe he’ll have a go at the Ghost of Down Hill Farm.

      That sounds thrilling, said the girl, wide-eyed. Do tell me about the Ghost of Down Hill Farm, Mr Staines.

      Well, I’ve never seen it myself – mother, I’ll have another cup of tea – but I’ve heard yarns about it, said Mr Staines. "In the first place, there isn’t a Down Hill Farm. There used to be about eighty years ago, but it’s built on now,

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