The Stolen Statesman: Being the Story of a Hushed Up Mystery
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Le Queux William. The Stolen Statesman: Being the Story of a Hushed Up Mystery
Chapter One. Concerning Sheila Monkton
Chapter Two. The Discovery in Chesterfield Street
Chapter Three. The Whispered Name
Chapter Four. The Man who Knew
Chapter Five. Contains some Curious Facts
Chapter Six. Just Too Late
Chapter Seven. The Mysterious Mrs Saxton
Chapter Eight. The Man from Boundary Road
Chapter Nine. Rumours in London
Chapter Ten. In the Lobby of the House
Chapter Eleven. Mainly Concerns Mr Stent
Chapter Twelve. The Occupier of Forest View
Chapter Thirteen. Contains Further Discoveries
Chapter Fourteen. The Cipher of the Two C’s
Chapter Fifteen. In which Smeaton Makes a Discovery
Chapter Sixteen. Who was Monkton’s Enemy?
Chapter Seventeen. The Room of Secrets
Chapter Eighteen. Another Mystery
Chapter Nineteen. Still Another Club
Chapter Twenty. A Conference at Downing Street
Chapter Twenty One. Shades of Soho
Chapter Twenty Two. One Fact is Established
Chapter Twenty Three. Which Makes One Fact Plain
Chapter Twenty Four. The Mystery of the Maid-Servant
Chapter Twenty Five. Still More Mystery
Chapter Twenty Six. The Secret Picture
Chapter Twenty Seven. The Story of the Portraits
Chapter Twenty Eight. In the Mists
Chapter Twenty Nine. Contains many Surprises
Chapter Thirty. The Mystery Solved
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In the absence of her father, Sheila Monkton was compelled to entertain her guests at dinner alone. There were three: Sir Pemberton Wheeler and his young dark-haired wife Cicely, an old schoolfellow of Sheila’s, and Austin Wingate.
They were a merry quartette as they sat in the cosy dining-room in Chesterfield Street, a few doors from Curzon Street, waited on by Grant, the white-headed, smooth-faced old butler who had been in the service of Monkton’s father before him.
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”‘Tiny Tentoes, the Cabinet Minister’s daughter’ would certainly be a good draw!” declared Cicely.
“Oh! well, I know you all like French songs, so I sang it. That’s all,” answered their sprightly young hostess. “But look! it’s past eleven, and father said he would be back before ten to see you before you left. I’ll telephone to the House.”
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