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I THE SWITCHER
DAVID HAGGART was born at Canonmills, with no richer birthright than thievish fingers and a left hand of surpassing activity. The son of a gamekeeper, he grew up a long-legged, re... -
GEORGE BARRINGTON
AS Captain Hind was master of the road, George Barrington was (and remains for ever) the absolute monarch of pickpockets. Though the art, superseding the cutting of purses, had be... -
II CHARLES PEACE
CHARLES PEACE, after the habit of his kind, was born of scrupulously honest parents. The son of a religious file-maker, he owed to his father not only his singular piety but his l... -
7. Banasur Vadh (Rewriting)
A decade had slipped through the grasp of time, like sand through fingers. It was as if the years had danced by in a graceful yet hurried rhythm, carrying with them the echoes of l... -
CHAPTER IV
FROM my discourse with Mr. Lloyd, and from the above reported conference between Bessie and Abbot, I gathered enough of hope to suffice as a motive for wishing to get well: a ch... -
5. Guru Parsuram
The sun was rising over the horizon, painting the sky with shades of orange. The air was warm and humid, carrying the aroma of spices and flowers from the nearby market. In a modes... -
I GILDEROY
HE stood six feet ten in his stockinged feet, and was the tallest ruffian that ever cut a purse or held up a coach on the highway. A mass of black hair curled over a low forehead,... -
RALPH BRISCOE
A SPARE, lean frame; a small head set forward upon a pair of sloping shoulders; a thin, sharp nose, and rat-like eyes; a flat, hollow chest; shrunk shanks, modestly retreating from... -
II GENTLEMAN HARRY
DAMN ye both! stop, or I will blow your brains out!’ Thus it was that Harry Simms greeted his victims, proving in a phrase that the heroic age of the rumpad was no more. Forgotte... -
11. Parshuram's Curse
In the dim, ethereal light of early dawn, a thin veil of fog draped itself delicately over the forest area, creating an enchanting yet mysterious ambiance. The air was crisp and co...