The Five Knots
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White Fred Merrick. The Five Knots
CHAPTER I. NO BIGGER THAN A MAN'S HAND
CHAPTER II. A LITTLE BIT OF STRING
CHAPTER III. THE REGISTERED LETTER
CHAPTER IV. IN THE WOOD
CHAPTER V. UNDER THE TREES
CHAPTER VI. THE LAMP IS LIGHTED
CHAPTER VII. THE SHADOW ON THE WALL
CHAPTER VIII. THE BLUE TERROR
CHAPTER IX. BEHIND LOCKED DOORS
CHAPTER X "MR. WIL – "
CHAPTER XI. ON THE WAY HOME
CHAPTER XII. IN THE RING
CHAPTER XIII. AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE
CHAPTER XIV. RUSSELL EXPLAINS
CHAPTER XV. THE REAL THING
CHAPTER XVI. THE YELLOW HAND
CHAPTER XVII. THE DIAMOND MOTH
CHAPTER XVIII. A TANGLED CLUE
CHAPTER XIX. FENCING
CHAPTER XX. THE WATERFALL
CHAPTER XXI. A DOUBLE FOE
CHAPTER XXII. FROM EAST TO WEST
CHAPTER XXIII. AN EXPECTED TROUBLE
CHAPTER XXIV. THE LONG DARK HOUR
CHAPTER XXV. THE DIAMOND MOTH AGAIN
CHAPTER XXVI. DR. JANSEN
CHAPTER XXVII. NO FOE OF HERS
CHAPTER XXVIII. BEYOND SURGERY
CHAPTER XXIX. A MESSAGE
CHAPTER XXX. A SLIGHT MISUNDERSTANDING
CHAPTER XXXI. A QUESTION OF HONOUR
CHAPTER XXXII. NO PLACE LIKE HOME
CHAPTER XXXIII. BY WHOSE HAND?
CHAPTER XXXIV. A HUMAN DERELICT
CHAPTER XXXV. JANSEN AT HOME
CHAPTER XXXVI. LEADING THE WAY
CHAPTER XXXVII. A RESPITE
CHAPTER XXXVIII. A SINKING SHIP
CHAPTER XXXIX. THE VAULTS BENEATH
CHAPTER XL. TOWARDS THE LIGHT
CHAPTER XLI. VANISHED!
CHAPTER XLII. TREASURE TROVE
CHAPTER XLIII. IN HOT PURSUIT
CHAPTER XLIV. THE MEANING OF IT
CHAPTER XLV. ALADDIN'S CAVE
CHAPTER XLVI. UZALI'S WAY OUT
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Wilfrid Mercer's modest establishment was situated in High Street, Oldborough. A shining brass plate on the front door proclaimed him physician and surgeon, but as yet he had done little more than publish his name in the town. It had been rather a venture to settle in a conservative old place like Oldborough, where, by dint of struggling and scraping, he had managed to buy a small practice. By the time this was done and his house furnished, he would have been hard put to it to lay his hands on fifty pounds. As so frequently happens, the value of the practice had been exaggerated; the man he had succeeded had not been particularly popular, and some of the older patients took the opportunity of going elsewhere.
It was not a pleasant prospect, as Mercer admitted, as he sat in his consulting-room that wintry afternoon. He began to be sorry that he had given up his occupation of ship's doctor. The work was hard and occasionally dangerous, but the pay had been regular and the chance of seeing the world alluring. But for his mother, who had come to keep house for him, perhaps Wilfrid Mercer would not have abandoned the sea. However, they had few friends, and Mrs. Mercer was growing old and the change appeared to be prudent. Up to the present Wilfrid had kept most of his troubles to himself, and his mother little knew how desperately near the wind he was sailing in money matters. Unfortunately he had been obliged to borrow, and before long one of his repayments would be falling due. Sorely against his will he had gone to a money-lender, and he knew that he could expect no quarter if he failed to meet his obligations.
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It was a bold, almost audacious, thing to say in the circumstances, and Wilfrid trembled at his own temerity. But, saving a slight flush on the girl's cheeks, she showed no sign of disapproval or anger. There was something in her eyes which was not displeasing to Wilfrid.
"I am afraid we are wasting time," she said. "My uncle has had a fall and cut his hand badly with some glass. He is resting in the conservatory, and I had better take you to him."
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