Edgar Wallace

Edgar Wallace

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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace Grey Timothy — Chapter 14 (1913)

She was on her feet now, and her face was resolute.
“You’ll do nothing of the sort,” she said quietly. “I absolutely forbid you to see Mr Pallard.”
“What on earth do you mean?” he asked, astonished at her vehemence.
“Exactly what I say,” she said. Her lovely eyes were ablaze with anger; she was in the mood that her less resolute brother liked least. “Have you no sense of dignity, Horace? How can you ask a man to help you for whom you have no good word; of whom you cannot speak without a sneer?”
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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace Grey Timothy — Chapter 14 (1913)

You are not superstitious, are you? That is because you are not a racing man, my dear Horace. Well, I am superstitious. My good luck has invariably been associated with green, my unlucky number is ten. Inside that box are ten green leaves. You probably know the legend that if a man leaves a token of his bad luck in the vicinity of a man who is having all the good luck, the luck will turn.”
“But surely, my dear Pinlow,” expostulated Horace with a tolerant smile, “you don’t believe in that sort of thing?”
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