CHAPTER XV. THE ACCUSER AS Syme strode along the corridor he saw the Secretary standing at the top of a great flight of stairs. The man had never looked so noble. He was draped in a long robe of starless black, down the centre of which fell a band or...
CHAPTER XIV. THE SIX PHILOSOPHERS ACROSS green fields, and breaking through blooming hedges, toiled six draggled detectives, about five miles out of London. The optimist of the party had at first proposed that they should follow the balloon across So...
CHAPTER XIII. THE PURSUIT OF THE PRESIDENT NEXT morning five bewildered but hilarious people took the boat for Dover. The poor old Colonel might have had some cause to complain, having been first forced to fight for two factions that didnt exist, and...
CHAPTER XII. THE EARTH IN ANARCHY URGING the horses to a gallop, without respect to the rather rugged descent of the road, the horsemen soon regained their advantage over the men on the march, and at last the bulk of the first buildings of Lancy cut...
CHAPTER XI. THE CRIMINALS CHASE THE POLICE SYME put the field-glasses from his eyes with an almost ghastly relief. The President is not with them, anyhow, he said, and wiped his forehead. But surely they are right away on the horizon, said the bewild...
CHAPTER X. THE DUEL SYME sat down at a cafe table with his companions, his blue eyes sparkling like the bright sea below, and ordered a bottle of Saumur with a pleased impatience. He was for some reason in a condition of curious hilarity. His spirits...
CHAPTER IX. THE MAN IN SPECTACLES BURGUNDY is a jolly thing, said the Professor sadly, as he set his glass down. You dont look as if it were, said Syme; you drink it as if it were medicine. You must excuse my manner, said the Professor dismally, my p...
CHAPTER VIII. THE PROFESSOR EXPLAINS WHEN Gabriel Syme found himself finally established in a chair, and opposite to him, fixed and final also, the lifted eyebrows and leaden eyelids of the Professor, his fears fully returned. This incomprehensible m...
CHAPTER VII. THE UNACCOUNTABLE CONDUCT OF PROFESSOR DE WORMS SIT down! said Sunday in a voice that he used once or twice in his life, a voice that made men drop drawn swords. The three who had risen fell away from Gogol, and that equivocal person him...
CHAPTER VI. THE EXPOSURE SUCH were the six men who had sworn to destroy the world. Again and again Syme strove to pull together his common sense in their presence. Sometimes he saw for an instant that these notions were subjective, that he was only l...
CHAPTER V. THE FEAST OF FEAR AT first the large stone stair seemed to Syme as deserted as a pyramid; but before he reached the top he had realised that there was a man leaning over the parapet of the Embankment and looking out across the river. As a...
CHAPTER IV. THE TALE OF A DETECTIVE GABRIEL SYME was not merely a detective who pretended to be a poet; he was really a poet who had become a detective. Nor was his hatred of anarchy hypocritical. He was one of those who are driven early in life into...
CHAPTER IV. THE TALE OF A DETECTIVE GABRIEL SYME was not merely a detective who pretended to be a poet; he was really a poet who had become a detective. Nor was his hatred of anarchy hypocritical. He was one of those who are driven early in life into...
CHAPTER II. THE SECRET OF GABRIEL SYME THE cab pulled up before a particularly dreary and greasy beershop, into which Gregory rapidly conducted his companion. They seated themselves in a close and dim sort of bar-parlour, at a stained wooden table wi...
CHAPTER I. THE TWO POETS OF SAFFRON PARK THE suburb of Saffron Park lay on the sunset side of London, as red and ragged as a cloud of sunset. It was built of a bright brick throughout; its sky-line was fantastic, and even its ground plan was wild. It...
