A SECRET HOARD

On seeing the pseudonymous gardener speeding down the avenue, Gebb lost no time, but, leaving Mrs. Grix to her rage and lamentation, vaulted over the…

AN EXPLANATION

It took Gebb some time to grasp the meaning of Miss Wedderburn’s remarks, for the information it conveyed seemed impossible of belief. He looked so…

MISS WEDDERBURN

“Arthur Ferris the son of Dean!” repeated Gebb, looking alternately at solicitor and barrister. “Well, I never heard of such a thing. Did you know…