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W. Jacobs W.

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A husband and wife's scheme to bilk money from the husband's employer, a railroad company, veers hilariously off track in this tale from W. W. Jacobs, a renowned master of the short-story format whose works gained widespread popularity in the periodicals of the early twentieth century.

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• Publié par: The Floating Press
• Date de parution: 01 mars 2017
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781776678730
• Langue: English

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NIGHT WATCHES, PART 1
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W. W. JACOBS
 
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Back to Back Night Watches, Part 1 First published in 1914 Epub ISBN 978-1-77667-873-0 Also available: PDF ISBN 978-1-77667-874-7 © 2015 The Floating Press and its licensors. All rights reserved. While every effort has been used to ensure the accuracy and reliability of the information contained in The Floating Press edition of this book, The Floating Press does not assume liability or responsibility for any errors or omissions in this book. The Floating Press does not accept responsibility for loss suffered as a result of reliance upon the accuracy or currency of information contained in this book. Do not use while operating a motor vehicle or heavy equipment. Many suitcases look alike. Visit www.thefloatingpress.com
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Mrs. Scutts, concealed behind the curtain, gazed at the cab in uneasyamazement. The cabman clambered down from the box and, opening thedoor, stood by with his hands extended ready for any help that might beneeded. A stranger was the first to alight, and, with his back towardsMrs. Scutts, seemed to be struggling with something in the cab. Heplaced a dangling hand about his neck and, staggering under the weight,reeled backwards supporting Mr. Scutts, whose other arm was round theneck of a third man. In a flash Mrs. Scutts was at the door.
"Oh, Bill!" she gasped. "And by daylight, too!"
Mr. Scutts raised his head sharply and his lips parted; then his headsank again, and he became a dead weight in the grasp of his assistants.
"He's all right," said one of them, turning to Mrs. Scutts.
A deep groan from Mr. Scutts confirmed the statement.