Un suspens sur fond d'héritage, qui se passe en Chine et en Angleterre. Le chinois Fing-Su veut devenir empereur de Chine. Pour cela il ne reculera devant aucun moyen, vol, meurtre... sous couvert d'une étrange société secrète.

Le Serpent jaune

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Avec plus de 125 romans, une cinquantaine de recueils de nouvelles et plus de 25 pièces de théâtre à son actif, Edgar Wallace est un maître du roman policier et du thriller. Il nous livre ici un de ses meilleurs titres avec pour personnage principal, Joan Briggerland, belle jeune femme au visage d'ange mais qui cache bien des secrets... Ce polar sentimental vous mènera de Londres à la Côte d'Azur, votre voyage sera ponctué admirablement de meurtres, de plans machiavéliques et de péripéties inattendues...

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Miss Démon

IT is not for you or me to judge Manfred and his works. I say 'Manfred', though I might as well have said 'Gonsalez', or for the matter of that 'Poiccart', since they are equally guilty or great according to the light in which you view their acts. The most lawless of us would hesitate to defend them, but the greater humanitarian could scarcely condemn them.

From the standpoint of us, who live within the law, going about our business in conformity with the code, and unquestioningly keeping to the left or to the right as the police direct, their methods were terrible, indefensible, revolting.

It does not greatly affect the issue that, for want of a better word, we call them criminals. Such would be mankind's unanimous designation, but I think-indeed, I know-that they were indifferent to the opinions of the human race. I doubt very much whether they expected posterity to honour them.

The Council of Justice

The hush of the court, which had been broken when the foreman of the jury returned their verdict, was intensified as the Judge, with a quick glance over his pince-nez at the tall prisoner, marshalled his papers with the precision and method which old men display in tense moments such as these. He gathered them together, white paper and blue and buff and stacked them in a neat heap on a tiny ledge to the left of his desk. Then he took his pen and wrote a few words on a printed paper before him.

Another breathless pause and he groped beneath the desk and brought out a small square of black silk and carefully laid it over his white wig. Then he spoke:

"James Meredith, you have been convicted after a long and patient trial of the awful crime of wilful murder. With the verdict of the jury I am in complete agreement. There is little doubt, after hearing the evidence of the unfortunate lady to whom you were engaged, and whose evidence you attempted in the most brutal manner to refute, that, instigated by your jealousy, you shot Ferdinand Bulford. The evidence of Miss Briggerland that you had threatened this poor young man, and that you left her presence in a temper, is unshaken. By a terrible coincidence, Mr. Bulford was in the street outside your fiancée's door when you left, and maddened by your insane jealousy, you shot him dead.

The Angel of Terror

Un bandit condamn� � la guillotine, refait surface plusieurs ann�es apr�s. L'existence d'une association de malfaiteurs, Le Cercle Rouge, accapare les attentions de Scotland Yard, autour duquel gravite un d�tective Yale, particuli�rement actif, des victimes de chantage, une secr�taire �nigmatique. Voici les ingr�dients n�cessaire pour un roman plein de suspens.

Le Cercle rouge

You will never know from the perusal of the Blue Book the true inwardness of the happenings in the Ochori country in the spring of the year of Wish. Nor all the facts associated with the disappearance of the Rt. Hon. Joseph Blowter, Secretary of State for the Colonies.

We know (though this is not in the Blue Books) that Bosambo called together all his petty chiefs and his headmen, from one end of the country to the other, and assembled them squatting expectantly at the foot of the little hillock, where sat Bosambo in his robes of office (unauthorized but no less magnificent), their upturned faces charged with pride and confidence, eloquent of the hold this sometime Liberian convict had upon the wayward and fearful folk of the Ochori.

Now no man may call a palaver of all small chiefs unless he notifies the government of his intention, for the government is jealous of self-appointed parliaments, for when men meet together in public conference, however innocent may be its first cause, talk invariably drifts to war, just as when they assemble and talk in private it drifts womanward.

Bones

Né en Virginie, Edward Tatham est confié à l'âge de 12 ans, après le décès de ses deux parents, à une branche irlandaise de sa famille. Très vite il les quitte pour aller à Londres où il exerce une multitude d'emplois. Doué d'un esprit extraordinairement alerte et d'une imagination prodigieuse il obtient un prix de chimie après avoir suivi des cours du soir. Engagé dans l'armée anglaise, nous retrouvons le capitaine Tatham lors de la guerre des Boërs où à la tête de ses hommes qui le vénèrent comme un dieu, il a un comportement héroïque. C'est pendant ces évènements qu'il a connaissance de l'existence de « l'Île de la Désolation », rocher de l'Atlantique sud complètement inaccessible, se composant à l'intérieur d'une profonde vallée où se distinguent des cours d'eau, une végétation abondante, une abondante vie animale et paraissant prodigieusement riche en minéraux dont certainement de l'or. Nous suivons alors les extraordinaires péripéties qui vont amener Tatham à l'exploiter et à se l'approprier avec l'aide de ses hommes.

L'Ile d'Eve

If a man is not eager for adventure at the age of twenty-two, the enticement of romantic possibilities will never come to him.

The chairman of the Ukraine Oil Company looked with a little amusement at the young man who sat on the edge of a chair by the chairman's desk, and noted how the eye of the youth had kindled at every fresh discouragement which the chairman had put forward. Enthusiasm, reflected the elder man, was one of the qualities which were most desirable in the man who was to accept the position which Malcolm Hay was at that moment considering.

"Russia is a strange country, " said Mr. Tremayne. "It is one of the mystery places of the world. You hear fellows coming back from China who tell you amazing stories of the idiosyncrasies of the Chink. But I can tell you, from my own personal observations, that the Chinaman is an open book in words of one syllable compared with the average Russian peasant. By the way, you speak Russian, I understand?"

Hay nodded.

The Book Of All Power

He is somewhat over fifty, a long-faced gentleman with sandy-grey hair and a slither of side whiskers that mercifully distract attention from his large outstanding ears. A high and flat-crowned bowler hat matches and yet does not match a frockcoat tightly buttoned across his sparse chest. His boots are square-toed, his cravat is ready-made. In short, he seems to be a rather harmless, somewhat eccentric gentleman. But it is fatal to underestimate Mr. J. G. Reeder ...

Le Serpent jaune

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