Lady Molly of Scotland Yard E-Book

Baroness Orczy

• Herausgeber: Enhanced Media Publishing
• Kategorie: Krimi
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

From the author of  The Scarlet Pimpernell, comes a series of 12 stories featuring one of literature’s first female detectives. Molly Robertson-Kirk a.k.a. Lady Molly shares the same mental prowess as C. Auguste Dupin and Sherlock Holmes but brings a woman’s wit to the table making for a formidable crime buster. Join her as she solves the crimes that plague the hills and highlands of Inverness, Scotland.

This eBook includes all 12 Lady Molly stories:

THE NINESCORE MYSTERY
THE FREWIN MINIATURES
THE IRISH-TWEED COAT
THE FORDWYCH CASTLE MYSTERY
A DAY'S FOLLY
A CASTLE IN BRITTANY
A CHRISTMAS TRAGEDY
THE BAG OF SAND
THE MAN IN THE INVERNESS CAPE
THE WOMAN IN THE BIG HAT
SIR JEREMIAH'S WILL
THE END 

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Lady Molly of Scotland Yard

By Baroness Orczy

Table of Contents

Title Page

Lady Molly of Scotland Yard

I:  The Ninescore Mystery

II:  The Frewin Miniatures

III: The Irish-Tweed Coat

IV: The Fordwych Castle Mystery

V:  A Day’s Folly

VI:  A Castle in Brittany

VII: A Christmas Tragedy

VIII:  The Bag of Sand

IX: The Man in the Inverness Cape

X:  The Woman in the Big Hat

XI:  Sir Jeremiah's Will

XII: The End

Further Reading: Vicky Van

Lady Molly of Scotland Yard by Baroness Orczy. First published in 1910. This edition published 2017 by Enhanced Media. All rights reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-387-01010-3.

I:  The Ninescore Mystery

WELL, you know, some say she is the daughter of a duke, others that she was born in the gutter, and that the handle has been soldered on to her name in order to give her style and influence.

I could say a lot, of course, but "my lips are sealed," as the poets say. All through her successful career at the Yard she honoured me with her friendship and confidence, but when she took me in partnership, as it were, she made me promise that I would never breathe a word of her private life, and this I swore on my Bible oath–"wish I may die," and all the rest of it.

Yes, we always called her "my lady," from the moment that she was put at the head of our section; and the chief called her "Lady Molly" in our presence. We of the Female Department are dreadfully snubbed by the men, though don't tell me that women have not ten times as much intuition as the blundering and sterner sex; my firm belief is that we shouldn't have half so many undetected crimes if some of the so-called mysteries were put to the test of feminine investigation.

Do you suppose for a moment, for instance, that the truth about that extraordinary case at Ninescore would ever have come to light if the men alone had had the handling of it? Would any man have taken so bold a risk as Lady Molly did when–But I am anticipating.

Let me go back to that memorable morning when she came into my room in a wild state of agitation.

"The chief says I may go down to Ninescore if I like, Mary," she said in a voice all a-quiver with excitement.

"You!" I ejaculated. "What for?"

"What for–what for?" she repeated eagerly. "Mary, don't you understand? It is the chance I have been waiting for–the chance of a lifetime? They are all desperate about the case up at the Yard; the public is furious, and columns of sarcastic letters appear in the daily press. None of our men know what to do; they are at their wits' end, and so this morning I went to the chief–"

"Yes?" I queried eagerly, for she had suddenly ceased speaking.

"Well, never mind now how I did it–I will tell you all about it on the way, for we have just got time to catch the 11 a.m. down to Canterbury. The chief says I may go, and that I may take whom I like with me. He suggested one of the men, but somehow I feel that this is woman's work, and I'd rather have you, Mary, than anyone. We will go over the preliminaries of the case together in the train, as I don't suppose that you have got them at your fingers' ends yet, and you have only just got time to put a few things together and meet me at Charing Cross booking-office in time for that 11.0 sharp."

She was off before I could ask her any more questions, and anyhow I was too flabbergasted to say much. A murder case in the hands of the Female Department! Such a thing had been unheard of until now. But I was all excitement, too, and you may be sure I was at the station in good time.

Fortunately Lady Molly and I had a carriage to ourselves. It was a non-stop run to Canterbury, so we had plenty of time before us, and I was longing to know all about this case, you bet, since I was to have the honour of helping Lady Molly in it.