Category Archives: Mr. Justice Raffles

IX. A Triple Alliance

It was the intermittent sound of cautious movements, the creak of a sole not repeated for a great many seconds, the all but inaudible passing of a hand over the unseen side of the door leading into the lobby. It … Continue reading

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VIII. The State of the Case

Of course I made all decent haste from the distressing scene, and of course Raffles stayed behind at the solicitation of his unhappy friends. I was sorry to desert him in view of one aspect of the case; but I … Continue reading

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VII. In Which We Fail to Score

Mr. Levy sailed in with frock-coat flying, shiny hat in hand; he was evidently prepared for us, and Raffles for once behaved as though we were prepared for Mr. Levy. Of myself I cannot speak. I was ready for a … Continue reading

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VI. Camilla Belsize

It would be hard to find a better refuge on a rainy day than the amphibious retreat described by Raffles as a “country house in Kensington.” There was a good square hall, full of the club comforts so welcome in … Continue reading

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V. Thin Air

Raffles hailed a passing hansom, and had bundled me in before I realised that he was not coming with me. “Drive down to the club for Teddy’s cricket-bag,” said he; “we’ll make him get straight into flannels to save time. … Continue reading

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IV. “Our Mr. Shylock”

I have often wondered in what pause or phase of our conversation Raffles hit upon the plan which we duly carried out; for we had been talking incessantly, since his arrival about eight o’clock at night, until two in the … Continue reading

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III. Council of War

Raffles was humming a snatch of something too choice for me to recognise when I drew in my head from the glorious night. The folding-doors were shut, and the grandfather’s clock on one side of them made it almost midnight. … Continue reading

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II. “His Own Familiar Friend”

How we laughed as we turned into Whitehall! I began to feel I had been wrong about Raffles after all, and that enhanced my mirth. Surely this was the old gay rascal, and it was by some uncanny feat of … Continue reading

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I. An Inaugural Banquet

This book was originally serialized in the UK in The Grand Magazine from January – July, 1909 and in the US in Gunter’s Magazine from September – November, 1909. Most of it can’t be dated exactly, but the last chapter … Continue reading

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