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Автор: E. W. Hornung
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       E. W. Hornung

      RAFFLES, A GENTLEMAN-THIEF: 27 Adventure Tales in One Volume

       The Amateur Cracksman, The Black Mask - Raffles: Further Adventures, A Thief in the Night & Mr. Justice Raffles

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      Table of Contents

       The Amateur Cracksman

       The Ides of March

       A Costume Piece

       Gentlemen and Players

       Le Premier Pas

       Wilful Murder

       Nine Points of the Law

       The Return Match

       The Gift of the Emperor

       The Black Mask; or, Raffles: Further Adventures

       No Sinecure

       A Jubilee Present

       The Fate of Faustina

       The Last Laugh

       To Catch a Thief

       An Old Flame

       The Wrong House

       The Knees of the Gods

       A Thief in the Night

       Out of Paradise

       The Chest of Silver

       The Rest Cure

       The Criminologists' Club

       The Field of Philippi

       A Bad Night

       A Trap to Catch a Cracksman

       The Spoils of Sacrilege

       The Raffles Relics

       The Last Word

       Mr. Justice Raffles

      The Amateur Cracksman

       Table of Contents

      

      

       TO A. C. D. THIS FORM OF FLATTERY

       Table of Contents

       The Ides of March

       A Costume Piece

       Gentlemen and Players

       Le Premier Pas

       Wilful Murder

       Nine Points of the Law

       The Return Match

       The Gift of the Emperor

      The Ides of March

       Table of Contents

      I

      It was half-past twelve when I returned to the Albany as a last desperate resort. The scene of my disaster was much as I had left it. The baccarat-counters still strewed the table, with the empty glasses and the loaded ash-trays. A window had been opened to let the smoke out, and was letting in the fog instead. Raffles himself had merely discarded his dining jacket for one of his innumerable blazers. Yet he arched his eyebrows as though I had dragged him from his bed.

      "Forgotten something?" said he, when he saw me on his mat.

      "No," said I, pushing past him without ceremony. And I led the way into his room with an impudence amazing to myself.

      "Not come back for your revenge, have you? Because I'm afraid I can't give it to you single-handed. I was sorry myself that the others—"

      We were face to face by his fireside, and I cut him short.

      "Raffles," said I, "you may well be surprised at my coming back in


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