Blind Love by Wilkie Collins

Author: Wilkie Collins
Published: 1889
Language: English
Wordcount: 129,370 / 369 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 71
LoC Category: PR

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mnybks.net#: 1787
Genres: Pulp, Romance, Fiction and Literature

m in the office.”

“God grant it!” the clerk said fervently.

For the moment, Sir Giles was staggered. “Have you heard something that you haven’t told me yet?” he asked.

“No, sir. I am only bearing in mind something which–with all respect–I think you have forgotten. The last tenant on that bit of land in Kerry refused to pay his rent. Mr. Arthur has taken what they call an evicted farm. It’s my firm belief,” said the head clerk, rising and speaking earnestly, “that the person who has addressed those letters to you knows Mr. Arthur, and knows he is in danger–and is trying to save your nephew (by means of your influence), at the risk of his own life.”

Sir Giles shook his head. “I call that a far-fetched interpretation, Dennis. If what you say is true, why didn’t the writer of those anonymous letters address himself to Arthur, instead of to me?”

“I gave it as my opinion just now, sir, that the writer of the letter knew Mr. Arthur.”

“So you did. And what of that?”

Fred Fearnot’s New Ranch by Hal Standish

Author: Hal Standish
Published: 1919
Language: English
Wordcount: 28,603 / 84 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 79.2
LoC Category: PZ

Downloads: 457
Added to site: 2007.06.11
mnybks.net#: 17299
Genres: Young Readers, Pulp

too, that she had never met up with more refined people than she had there. Mary, of course, cried herself sick and begged piteously for permission to accompany Evelyn. Mrs. Hamilton, though, put up all sorts of excuses. When she mentioned the matter of expense Evelyn said that Mary could go as her guest, and that she need not spend one nickel for anything.

“Besides, mother,” pleaded Mary, “I have money of my own, you know, and surely, as I am of age, I should be permitted to spend some of it just as I please.”

CHAPTER II.

TERRY OLCOTT ON DECK.

Finding all their pleadings with Mrs. Hamilton in vain, Fred and Terry began making preparations for the long trip down to Texas, accompanied only by Evelyn.

While regretting to see her leave, her mother never objected to her going anywhere with her brother; so, after a few days’ preparations, they were all ready to start.

Mary accompanied them down to New York Cit

The Moving Picture Girls Under the Palms by Laura Lee Hope

How they went to the land of palms, played many parts in dramas before the camera; were lost, and aided other who were also lost.

Author: Laura Lee Hope
Published: 1914
Language: English
Wordcount: 42,720 / 128 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 83.6
LoC Category: PZ
Series: Moving Picture Girls

Downloads: 675
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Origin: gutenberg.org

Genres: Pulp, Young Readers

came very friendly, and Russ thought there never was a girl like Ruth. Paul Ardite, the younger leading man of the Comet Film Company, thought the same thing of Alice.

Frank Pertell was the manager and chief owner of the film company. He had a large studio in New York, where all indoor scenes of the plays were enacted, and where the films were made for rental to the various chains of moving picture theaters throughout the country.

He engaged many actors and actresses, but only the principal ones with whom the stories are concerned will be recounted.

Wellington Bunn and Pepper Sneed were the ones who made the most trouble for the manager. Mr. Bunn was an former Shakespearean actor. With his tall hat and frock coat–which costume he was seldom without–Mr. Bunn was a typical tragedian of the old school.

Mr. Sneed was different. He had no particular ambition toward stardom, but he disliked hard work, and he was rather superstitious. Then, too, he was always looking for trouble and often finding it. I

The Sins of Séverac Bablon by Sax Rohmer

Author: Sax Rohmer (Arthur Henry Sarsfield Ward)
Published: 1914
Language: English
Wordcount: 75,050 / 238 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 75.2
LoC Category: PZ

Downloads: 1,938
Added to site: 2007.06.21
mnybks.net#: 17384
Origin: gutenberg.org

Genres: Pulp, Fiction and Literature

chestra dashed through the coda of the waltz and ceased.

For stark amazement froze the words upon his tongue.

Coincident with the last pair of dancers performing their final gyration and the hum of voices assuming a louder tone, each of the men standing around the walls produced a brace of revolvers and covered the particular group nearest to him!

The conversational hum rose to a momentary roar, and ceased abruptly. The horns of taxi-cabs passing below could be plainly heard, and the drone and rattle of motor-buses. Men who had done good work in other emergencies looked down the gleaming barrels, back to the crowds of women–and had no inspiration, but merely wondered. Nobody moved. Nobody fainted.

“Held up!” came, in pronounced Kansas, from somewhere amongst the crush.

“Quick!” whispered Haredale. “We’re overlooked! Through the conservatory, and—-“

“Pardon me!”

Rohscheimer and Haredale turned, together, and each found himself looking directly into the little

Three Weeks by Elinor Glyn

The world has felt upon its hot lips the perfumed kisses of the beautiful heroine of “Three Weeks.” The brilliant flame that was her life has blazed a path into every corner of the globe. It is a world-renowned novel of consuming emotion that has made the name of its author, Elinor Glyn, the most discussed of all writers of modern fiction.

Author: Elinor Glyn
Published: 1907
Language: English
Wordcount: 52,577 / 154 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 79.6
LoC Category: PS

Downloads: 1,729
mnybks.net#: 2898
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Genres: Romance, Pulp

im to notice the obsequiousness of the waiters, who passed each thing to the dignified servant to be placed before the lady by his hand. Who was she to be served with this respect and rapidity?

Only her red wine the maître d’hôtel poured into her glass himself. She lifted it up to the light to see the clear ruby, then she sipped it and scented its bouquet, the maître d’hôtel anxiously awaiting her verdict the while. “Bon,” was all she said, and the weight of the world seemed to fall from the man’s sloping shoulders as he bowed and moved aside.

Paul’s irritation grew. “She’s well over thirty,” he said to himself. “I suppose she has nothing else to live for! I wonder what the devil she’ll eat next!”

She ate a delicate truite bleu, but she did not touch her wine again the while. She had almost finished the fish before Paul’s sole au vin blanc arrived upon the scene, and this angered him the more. Why should he wait for his

The Frame Up by Richard Harding Davis

Author: Richard Harding Davis
Language: English
Wordcount: 7,724 / 22 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 76.6
LoC Category: PS

Downloads: 1,096
mnybks.net#: 2075
Genres: Pulp, Short Story

ther for mayor or governor, he would be his party’s obvious and legitimate candidate.

The re-election was not to be an easy victory. Outside his own party, to prevent his succeeding himself as district attorney, Tammany Hall was using every weapon in her armory. The commissioner of police was a Tammany man, and in the public prints Wharton had repeatedly declared that Banf, his star witness against the police, had been killed by the police, and that they had prevented the discovery of his murderer. For this the wigwam wanted his scalp, and to get it had raked his public and private life, had used threats and bribes, and with women had tried to trap him into a scandal. But “Big Tim” Meehan, the lieutenant the Hall had detailed to destroy Wharton, had reported back that for their purpose his record was useless, that bribes and threats only flattered him, and that the traps set for him he had smilingly side- stepped. This was the situation a month before election day when, to oblige his brother-in-law, Wh

The Black Gang by Herman Cyril McNeile

Though the Great War is over it seems that the hostilities are not, and when Captain Hugh ‘Bulldog’ Drummond discovers that bribery and blackmail is undermining England’s democratic tradition, he forms the Black Gang to track down the perpetrators of such plots.

Author: Herman Cyril McNeile (Sapper)
Published: 1922
Language: English
Wordcount: 76,110 / 213 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 89.1
LoC Category: PR

Downloads: 5,401
Added to site: 2008.10.02
mnybks.net#: 22201
Genres: Thriller, Pulp

ue the inspection. What are these two Hebrews?”

A man from behind stepped forward and examined them slowly; then he came up to the leader and whispered in his ear.

“Is that so?” A new and terrible note had crept into the deep voice. “My friends and I do not like your trade, you swine. It is well that we have come provided with the necessary implement for such a case. Fetch the cat.”

In silence one of the men left the room, and as his full meaning came home to the two Jews they flung themselves grovelling on the floor, screaming for mercy.

“Gag them.”

The order came out sharp and clear, and in an instant the two writhing men were seized and gagged. Only their rolling eyes and trembling hands showed the terror they felt as they dragged themselves on their knees towards the impassive leader.

“The cat for cases of this sort is used legally,” he remarked. “We merely anticipate the law.”

With a fresh outburst of moans the two Jews watched the door open and the inexor

The Monkey God by Seabury Quinn

Author: Seabury Quinn (Jerome Burke)
Published: 1927
Language: English
Wordcount: 9,101 / 27 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 80.2
LoC Category: PS

Downloads: 1,508
Added to site: 2006.10.23
mnybks.net#: 15025
Genres: Pulp, Short Story

im it would not. Sheltered from the full fury of the storm by the house, the snow where the monkey’s statue had been lost retained the ridges made by the questing fingers which missed what the Professor found; but three feet distant the drifting flakes and lashing sleet obliterated Forrester’s own tracks almost as soon as he made them. To seek any person who had passed that way, even a few minutes before, was as bootless an undertaking as attempting to trace a ship across the Atlantic by her wake. “No go,” he admitted, after wrestling with the gale for ten yards or so; “better get in and thaw out.”

“Find anything?” demanded young Carpenter as the Professor relieved himself of cap and ulster and held his hands to the hall fire, flexing and stretching his fingers to restore circulation.

“Umpf,” responded the Professor, bending closer to the blaze and disdaining a glance at his questioner.

“Nut!” muttered Carpenter to the young woman beside him. “Darndest nut I ever saw, racing around in thi