The Mynns' Mystery. George Manville Fenn

The Mynns' Mystery - George Manville Fenn


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       George Manville Fenn

      The Mynns' Mystery

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4057664564085

       Chapter Two.

       Chapter Three.

       Chapter Four.

       Chapter Five.

       Chapter Six.

       Chapter Seven.

       Chapter Eight.

       Chapter Nine.

       Chapter Ten.

       Chapter Eleven.

       Chapter Twelve.

       Chapter Thirteen.

       Chapter Fourteen.

       Chapter Fifteen.

       Chapter Sixteen.

       Chapter Seventeen.

       Chapter Eighteen.

       Chapter Nineteen.

       Chapter Twenty.

       Chapter Twenty One.

       Chapter Twenty Two.

       Chapter Twenty Three.

       Chapter Twenty Four.

       Chapter Twenty Five.

       Chapter Twenty Six.

       Chapter Twenty Seven.

       Chapter Twenty Eight.

       Chapter Twenty Nine.

       Chapter Thirty.

       Chapter Thirty One.

       Chapter Thirty Two.

       Chapter Thirty Three.

       Chapter Thirty Four.

       Chapter Thirty Five.

       Chapter Thirty Six.

       Chapter Thirty Seven.

       Chapter Thirty Eight.

       Chapter Thirty Nine.

       Chapter Forty.

       Chapter Forty One.

       Table of Contents

      Uncle James’ Plan.

      “That you, Gertie?”

      “Yes, uncle, dear,” and the girl, who had made a brave effort to grow calm, approached the side of a great four-post bedstead, where a large, thin, yellow hand lay upon the white coverlet.

      “That’s right, my dear, don’t leave me long. It’s getting very near the end, my darling.”

      “Oh, uncle, dearest, don’t—don’t talk like that,” cried the girl, throwing herself upon her knees, and passionately kissing the yellow hand.

      “Ah, that’s nice, my pet—that’s real. You couldn’t have acted that.”

      “Uncle, dear,” whispered the girl, as she raised herself, and gently passed her arm beneath the neck of the gaunt, withered old man whose head lay upon the white pillow, “it doesn’t sound like you to talk so bitterly.”

      “Oh, yes, it does, my dear. Why shouldn’t I tell you I know you are a dear, good, patient little darling, true as steel to the disagreeable, miserly old hunks whom everybody hates and wishes dead. But who was that downstairs?”

      “Mr. Saul Harrington, uncle.”

      “Damn him!”

      “Uncle, dear!”

      “Well, he deserves it. Do you know, Gertie, that man only says one prayer, and that is for my death.”

      “Oh, uncle, you misjudge him.”

      “Eh? What? Has he been trying to court you again?”

      Gertrude inclined her head.

      “Eh? What?” cried the old man excitedly, and his deeply sunken


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