The Green Rust
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Wallace Edgar. The Green Rust
CHAPTER I. THE PASSING OF JOHN MILLINBORN
CHAPTER II. THE DRUNKEN MR. BEALE
CHAPTER III. PUNSONBY'S DISCHARGE AN EMPLOYEE
CHAPTER IV. THE LETTERS THAT WERE NOT THERE
CHAPTER V. THE MAN WITH THE BIG HEAD
CHAPTER VI. MR. SCOBBS OF RED HORSE VALLEY
CHAPTER VII. PLAIN WORDS FROM MR. BEALE
CHAPTER VIII. THE CRIME OF THE GRAND ALLIANCE
CHAPTER IX. A CRIME AGAINST THE WORLD
CHAPTER X. A FRUITLESS SEARCH
CHAPTER XI. THE HOUSE NEAR STAINES
CHAPTER XII. INTRODUCING PARSON HOMO
CHAPTER XIII. AT DEANS FOLLY
CHAPTER XIV. MR. BEALE SUGGESTS MARRIAGE
CHAPTER XV. THE GOOD HERR STARDT
CHAPTER XVI. THE PAWN TICKET
CHAPTER XVII. THE JEW OF CRACOW
CHAPTER XVIII. BRIDGERS BREAKS LOOSE
CHAPTER XIX. OLIVA IS WILLING
CHAPTER XX. THE MARRIAGE
CHAPTER XXI. BEALE SEES WHITE
CHAPTER XXII. HILDA GLAUM LEADS THE WAY
CHAPTER XXIII. AT THE DOCTOR'S FLAT
CHAPTER XXIV. THE GREEN RUST FACTORY
CHAPTER XXV. THE LAST MAN AT THE BENCH
CHAPTER XXVI. THE SECRET OF THE GREEN RUST
CHAPTER XXVII. A SCHEME TO STARVE THE WORLD
CHAPTER XXVIII. THE COMING OF DR. MILSOM
CHAPTER XXIX. THE LOST CODE
CHAPTER XXX. THE WATCH
CHAPTER XXXI. A CORN CHANDLER'S BILL
CHAPTER XXXII. THE END OF VAN HEERDEN
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Dr. van Heerden's surgery occupied one of the four shops which formed the ground floor of the Krooman Chambers. This edifice had been erected by a wealthy philanthropist to provide small model flats for the professional classes who needed limited accommodation and a good address (they were in the vicinity of Oxford Street) at a moderate rental. Like many philanthropists, the owner had wearied of his hobby and had sold the block to a syndicate, whose management on more occasions than one had been the subject of police inquiry.
They had then fallen into the hands of an intelligent woman, who had turned out the undesirable tenants, furnished the flats plainly, but comfortably, and had let them to tenants who might be described as solvent, but honest. Krooman Chambers had gradually rehabilitated itself in the eyes of the neighbourhood.
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She bit her lips to stop the scream that arose, and with a wrench tore herself free, leaving a portion of a sleeve in the hands of the unknown.
She darted backward, slamming the door behind her. In two flying strides she was at the door of No. 4, hammering with both her fists.
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