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  Detective Stories

  The Purloined Letter (Edgar Allan Poe)

  A Scandal in Bohemia (A. Conan Doyle)

  The Biter Bit (Wilkie Collins)

  The Safety Match (Anton Chekhov)

  The Black Hand (Arthur B. Reeve)

  Missing: Page Thirteen (Anna Katherine Green)

  Some Scotland Yard Cases (Sir Robert Anderson)

  The Rope of Fear (Thomas W. Hanshew and Mary E. Hanshew)

  Suspense Stories

  The Birth Mark (Nathaniel Hawthorne)

  The Oblong Box (Edgar Allan Poe)

  A Terribly Strange Bed (Wilkie Collins)

  The Torture by Hope (Villiers de l'Isle Adam)

  The Mysterious Card (Cleveland Moffett)

  The Box with the Iron Clamps (Florence Marryat)

  My Fascinating Friend (William Archer)

  The Lost Room (Fitz-James O'Brien)

  The Great Valdez Sapphire (Anonymous)

  Ghost Stories

  Thrawn Janet (Robert Louis Stevenson)

  The Horla (Guy de Maupassant)

  To Sura: A Letter (Pliny the Younger)

  The Beast with Five Fingers (William F. Harvey)

  Number 13 (Montague Rhodes James)

  Joseph: A Story (Katherine Rickford)

  Sister Maddelena (Ralph Adams Cram)

  The Man Who Went Too Far (E.F. Benson)

  The Phantom Rickshaw (Rudyard Kipling)

  The Apparition of Mrs. Veal (Daniel Defoe)

  Canon Alberic's Scrap-Book (M. R. James)

  The Haunted and the Haunters (Lord Edward Bulwer-Lytton)

  The Silent Woman (Leopold Kompert)

  The Rival Ghosts (Brander Matthews)

  The Damned Thing (Ambrose Bierce)

  The Interval (Vincent O'Sullivan)

  Dey Ain't No Ghosts (Ellis Parker Butler)

  The Banshees of Ireland

  Some Real American Ghosts

  The Deserted House (E. T. A. Hoffmann)

  The Withered Arm (Thomas Hardy)

  The House and the Brain (Lord Edward Bulwer-Lytton)

  The Roll-Call of the Reef (A. T. Quiller-Couch)

  The Open Door (Mrs. Margaret Oliphant)

  The Mysterious Sketch (Erckmann-Chatrian)

  Green Branches (Fiona Macleod)

  The Four-Fifteen Express (Amelia B. Edwards)

  The Were-Wolf (H. B. Marryatt)

  Clarimonde (Théophile Gautier)

  The Stalls of Barchester Cathedral (M. R. James)

  What Was It?

  Paranormal Psychic Stories

  When the World Was Young (Jack London)

  Joseph—A Story (Katherine Rickford)

  Ligeia

  A Ghost (Lafcadio Hearn)

  The Eyes of the Panther (Ambrose Bierce)

  Photographing Invisible Beings (William T. Stead)

  The Sin-Eater (Fiona Macleod)

  Ghosts in Solid Form (Gambier Bolton)

  The Portal of the Unknown (Andrew Jackson Davis)

  Nature-Spirits, or Elementals (Nizida)

  A Witch's Den (Helena Blavatsky)

  Some Remarkable Experiences of Famous Persons (Walter F. Prince)

  Humorous Mystery Stories

  The Secret of Goresthorpe Grange (A. Conan Doyle)

  Mr. Bloke's Item (Mark Twain)

  The Man Who Went Too Far (E. F. Benson)

  The Man with the Pale Eyes (Guy de Maupassant)

  The Mummy's Foot (Théopile Gautier)

  The Diamond Lens (Fitz-James O'Brien)

  A Ghost (Lafcadio Hearn)

  Chan Tow The Highrob (Chester Bailey Fernando)

  The Rival Ghosts (Brander Matthews)

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  The Purloined Letter (Edgar Allan Poe)

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  Nil sapientiæ odiosius acumine nimio.—Seneca.

  At Paris, just after dark one gusty evening in the autumn of 18—, I was enjoying the twofold luxury of meditation and meerschaum, in company with my friend, C. Auguste Dupin, in his little back library, or book-closet, au troisième, No. 33 Rue Dunôt, Faubourg St. Germain. For one hour at least we had maintained a profound silence; while each, to any casual observer, might have seemed intently and exclusively occupied with the curling eddies of smoke that oppressed the atmosphere of the chamber. For myself, however, I was mentally discussing certain topics which had formed matter for conversation between us at an earlier period of the evening; I mean the affair of the Rue Morgue and the mystery attending the murder of Marie Roget. I looked upon it, therefore, as something of a coincidence, when the door of our apartment was thrown open and admitted our old acquaintance, Monsieur G——, the Prefect of the Parisian police.

  We gave him a hearty welcome; for there was nearly half as much of the entertaining as of the contemptible about the man, and we had not seen him for several years. We had been sitting in the dark, and Dupin now arose for the purpose of lighting a lamp, but sat down again, without doing so, upon G——'s saying that he had called to consult us, or rather to ask the opinion of my friend, about some official business which had occasioned a great deal of trouble.

  "If it is any point requiring reflection," observed Dupin, as he forbore to enkindle the wick, "we shall examine it to better purpose in the dark."

  "That is another of your odd notions," said the Prefect, who had the fashion of calling everything "odd" that was beyond his comprehension, and thus lived amid an absolute legion of "oddities."

  "Very true," said Dupin, as he supplied his visitor with a pipe and rolled toward him a comfortable chair.

  "And what is the difficulty now?" I asked. "Nothing more in the assassination way, I hope?"

  "Oh, no; nothing of that nature. The fact is, the business is very simple indeed, and I make no doubt that we can manage it sufficiently well ourselves; but then I thought Dupin would like to hear the details of it, because it is so excessively odd."

  "Simple and odd?" said Dupin.

  "Why, yes; and not exactly that either. The fact is, we have all been a good deal puzzled because the affair is so simple, and yet baffles us altogether."

  "Perhaps it is the very simplicity of the thing which puts you at fault," said my friend.

  "What nonsense you do talk!" replied the Prefect, laughing heartily.

  "Perhaps the mystery is a little too plain," said Dupin.

  "Oh, good heavens! who ever heard of such an idea?"

  "A little too self-evident."

  "Ha! ha! ha!—ha! ha! ha!—ho! ho! ho!" roared our visitor, profoundly amused. "Oh, Dupin, you will be the death of me yet!"

  "And what, after all, is the matter on hand?" I asked.

  "Why, I will tell you," replied the Prefect, as he gave a long, steady, and contemplative puff and settled himself in his chair,—"I will tell you in a few words; but, before I begin, let me caution you that this is an affair demanding the greatest secrecy, and that I should most probably lose the position I now hold were it known that I confided it to anyone."

  "Proceed," said I.

  "Or not," said Dupin.

  "Well, then; I have received personal information, from a very high quarter, that a certain document of the last importance has been purloined from the royal apartments. The individual who purloined it is known—this beyond a doubt; he was seen to take it. It is known, also, that it still remains in his possession."

  "How is this known?" asked Dupin.

  "It is clearly inferred," replied the Prefect, "from the nature of the document and from the non-appearance of certain results which would at once
arise from its passing out of the robber's possession, that is to say, from his employing it as he must design in the end to employ it."

  "Be a little more explicit," I said.

  "Well, I may venture so far as to say that the paper gives its holder a certain power in a certain quarter where such power is immensely valuable." The Prefect was fond of the cant of diplomacy.

  "Still I do not quite understand," said Dupin.

  "No? Well; the disclosure of the document to a third person, who shall be nameless, would bring in question the honour of a personage of most exalted station; and this fact gives the holder of the document an ascendency over the illustrious personage whose honour and peace are so jeopardized."

  "But this ascendency," I interposed, "would depend upon the robber's knowledge of the loser's knowledge of the robber. Who would dare—"

  "The thief," said G——, "is the Minister D——, who dares all things, those unbecoming as well as those becoming a man. The method of the theft was not less ingenious than bold. The document in question,—a letter, to be frank,—had been received by the personage robbed while alone in the royal boudoir. During its perusal she was suddenly interrupted by the entrance of the other exalted personage from whom especially it was her wish to conceal it. After a hurried and vain endeavour to thrust it in a drawer, she was forced to place it, open as it was, upon a table. The address, however, was uppermost, and, the contents thus unexposed, the letter escaped notice. At this juncture enters the Minister D——. His lynx eye immediately perceives the paper, recognizes the handwriting of the address, observes the confusion of the personage addressed, and fathoms her secret. After some business transactions, hurried through in his ordinary manner, he produces a letter somewhat similar to the one in question, opens it, pretends to read it, and then places it in close juxtaposition to the other. Again he converses for some fifteen minutes upon the public affairs. At length, in taking leave, he takes also from the table the letter to which he had no claim. Its rightful owner saw, but, of course, dared not call attention to the act, in the presence of the third personage, who stood at her elbow. The Minister decamped, leaving his own letter, one of no importance, upon the table."

  "Here, then," said Dupin to me, "you have precisely what you demand to make the ascendency complete, the robber's knowledge of the loser's knowledge of the robber."

  "Yes," replied the Prefect; "and the power thus attained has, for some months past, been wielded, for political purposes, to a very dangerous extent. The personage robbed is more thoroughly convinced every day of the necessity of reclaiming her letter. But this, of course, cannot be done openly. In fine, driven to despair, she has committed the matter to me."

  "Than whom," said Dupin, amid a perfect whirlwind of smoke, "no more sagacious agent could, I suppose, be desired or even imagined."

  "You flatter me," replied the Prefect; "but it is possible that some such opinion may have been entertained."

  "It is clear," said I, "as you observe, that the letter is still in the possession of the Minister; since it is this possession, and not any employment of the letter, which bestows the power. With the employment the power departs."

  "True," said G——; "and upon this conviction I proceeded. My first care was to make thorough search of the Minister's hotel; and here my chief embarrassment lay in the necessity of searching without his knowledge. Beyond all things, I have been warned of the danger which would result from giving him reason to suspect our design."

  "But," said I, "you are quite au fait in these investigations. The Parisian police have done this thing often before."

  "Oh, yes; and for this reason I did not despair. The habits of the Minister gave me, too, a great advantage. He is frequently absent from home all night. His servants are by no means numerous. They sleep at a distance from their master's apartment, and, being chiefly Neapolitans, are readily made drunk. I have keys, as you know, with which I can open any chamber or cabinet in Paris. For three months a night has not passed, during the greater part of which I have not been engaged, personally, in ransacking the D—— Hotel. My honour is interested, and, to mention a great secret, the reward is enormous. So I did not abandon the search until I had become fully satisfied that the thief is a more astute man than myself. I fancy that I have investigated every nook and corner of the premises in which it is possible that the paper can be concealed."

  "But is it not possible," I suggested, "that although the letter may be in possession of the Minister, as it unquestionably is, he may have concealed it elsewhere than upon his own premises?"

  "This is barely possible," said Dupin. "The present peculiar condition of affairs at court, and especially of those intrigues in which D—— is known to be involved, would render the instant availability of the document, its susceptibility of being produced at a moment's notice, a point of nearly equal importance with its possession."

  "Its susceptibility of being produced?" said I.

  "That is to say, of being destroyed," said Dupin.

  "True," I observed; "the paper is clearly, then, upon the premises. As for its being upon the person of the minister, we may consider that as out of the question."

  "Entirely," said the Prefect. "He has been twice waylaid, as if by footpads, and his person rigidly searched under my own inspection."

  "You might have spared yourself this trouble," said Dupin. "D——, I presume, is not altogether a fool, and, if not, must have anticipated these waylayings, as a matter of course."

  "Not altogether a fool," said G——, "but then he is a poet, which I take to be only one remove from a fool."

  "True," said Dupin, after a long and thoughtful whiff from his meerschaum, "although I have been guilty of certain doggerel myself."

  "Suppose you detail," said I, "the particulars of your search."

  "Why, the fact is, we took our time, and we searched everywhere. I have had long experience in these affairs. I took the entire building, room by room; devoting the nights of a whole week to each. We examined, first, the furniture of each apartment. We opened every possible drawer; and I presume you know that, to a properly trained police-agent, such a thing as a 'secret' drawer is impossible. Any man is a dolt who permits a 'secret' drawer to escape him in a search of this kind. The thing is so plain. There is a certain amount of bulk, of space, to be accounted for in every cabinet. Then we have accurate rules. The fiftieth part of a line could not escape us. After the cabinets we took the chairs. The cushions we probed with the fine long needles you have seen me employ. From the tables we removed the tops."

  "Why so?"

  "Sometimes the top of a table or other similarly arranged piece of furniture is removed by the person wishing to conceal an article; then the leg is excavated, the article deposited within the cavity, and the top replaced. The bottoms and tops of bedposts are employed in the same way."

  "But could not the cavity be detected by sounding?" I asked.

  "By no means, if, when the article is deposited, a sufficient wadding of cotton be placed around it. Besides, in our case, we were obliged to proceed without noise."

  "But you could not have removed, you could not have taken to pieces all articles of furniture in which it would have been possible to make a deposit in the manner you mention. A letter may be compressed into a thin spiral roll, not differing much in shape or bulk from a large knitting-needle, and in this form it might be inserted into the rung of a chair, for example. You did not take to pieces all the chairs?"

  "Certainly not, but we did better: we examined the rungs of every chair in the hotel, and, indeed, the jointings of every description of furniture, by the aid of a most powerful microscope. Had there been any traces of recent disturbance we should not have failed to detect it instantly. A single grain of gimlet-dust, for example, would have been as obvious as an apple. Any disorder in the gluing, any unusual gaping in the joints, would have sufficed to insure detection."

  "I presume you looked to the mirrors, between the boards and the plates, and
you probed the beds and the bedclothes, as well as the curtains and carpets."

  "That of course; and when we had absolutely completed every particle of the furniture in this way, then we examined the house itself. We divided its entire surface into compartments, which we numbered, so that none might be missed; then we scrutinized each individual square inch throughout the premises, including the two houses immediately adjoining, with the microscope, as before."

  "The two houses adjoining!" I exclaimed; "you must have had a great deal of trouble."

  "We had; but the reward offered is prodigious."

  "You include the grounds about the houses?"

  "All the grounds are paved with brick. They gave us comparatively little trouble. We examined the moss between the bricks and found it undisturbed."

  "You looked among D——'s papers, of course, and into the books of the library?"

  "Certainly; we opened every package and parcel; we not only opened every book, but we turned over every leaf in each volume, not contenting ourselves with a mere shake, according to the fashion of some of our police officers. We also measured the thickness of every book-cover with the most accurate measurement, and applied to each the most jealous scrutiny of the microscope. Had any of the bindings been recently meddled with, it would have been utterly impossible that the fact should have escaped observation. Some five or six volumes, just from the hands of the binder, we carefully probed, longitudinally, with the needles."

  "You explored the floors beneath the carpets?"

  "Beyond doubt. We removed every carpet and examined the boards with the microscope."

  "And the paper on the walls?"

  "Yes."

  "You looked into the cellars?"

  "We did."

  "Then," I said, "you have been making a miscalculation, and the letter is not upon the premises, as you suppose."

  "I fear you are right there," said the Prefect. "And now, Dupin, what would you advise me to do?"

  "To make a thorough research of the premises."

  "That is absolutely needless," replied G——. "I am not more sure that I breathe than I am that the letter is not at the hotel."

  "I have no better advice to give you," said Dupin. "You have, of course, an accurate description of the letter?"