The Clue of the Silver Key
Book Excerpt: as impassive. But for the periodical puffs of smoke which came from his big briar pipe he might have been a statue carved out of red brick.'Hey!'Reluctantly Tickler turned. He had been quick to identify the silent watcher. By straightening his shoulders and adding something of jauntiness to his stride he hoped to prevent the recognition from becoming mutual.Surefoot Smith was one of the few people in the world who have minds like a well-organized card index. Not the smallest and least important offender who had passed through his hands could hope to reach a blissful oblivion.'Come here--you.'Tickler came.'What are you doing now, Tickler? Burglary, or just fetching the beer for the con. men? Two a.m.! Got a home?''Yes, sir.''Ah, somewhere in the West End! Gone scientific, maybe. Science is the ruin of the country!'Rights or no rights, he passed his hands swiftly over Tickler's person; the little man stretched out his arms obediently and smRead More
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The Clue of the Silver Key
Book Excerpt: as impassive. But for the periodical puffs of smoke which came from his big briar pipe he might have been a statue carved out of red brick.'Hey!'Reluctantly Tickler turned. He had been quick to identify the silent watcher. By straightening his shoulders and adding something of jauntiness to his stride he hoped to prevent the recognition from becoming mutual.Surefoot Smith was one of the few people in the world who have minds like a well-organized card index. Not the smallest and least important offender who had passed through his hands could hope to reach a blissful oblivion.'Come here--you.'Tickler came.'What are you doing now, Tickler? Burglary, or just fetching the beer for the con. men? Two a.m.! Got a home?''Yes, sir.''Ah, somewhere in the West End! Gone scientific, maybe. Science is the ruin of the country!'Rights or no rights, he passed his hands swiftly over Tickler's person; the little man stretched out his arms obediently and smRead More
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The Clue of the Silver Key

The Clue of the Silver Key

by Edgar Wallace
The Clue of the Silver Key

The Clue of the Silver Key

by Edgar Wallace

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Book Excerpt: as impassive. But for the periodical puffs of smoke which came from his big briar pipe he might have been a statue carved out of red brick.'Hey!'Reluctantly Tickler turned. He had been quick to identify the silent watcher. By straightening his shoulders and adding something of jauntiness to his stride he hoped to prevent the recognition from becoming mutual.Surefoot Smith was one of the few people in the world who have minds like a well-organized card index. Not the smallest and least important offender who had passed through his hands could hope to reach a blissful oblivion.'Come here--you.'Tickler came.'What are you doing now, Tickler? Burglary, or just fetching the beer for the con. men? Two a.m.! Got a home?''Yes, sir.''Ah, somewhere in the West End! Gone scientific, maybe. Science is the ruin of the country!'Rights or no rights, he passed his hands swiftly over Tickler's person; the little man stretched out his arms obediently and smRead More

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781502493644
Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
Publication date: 09/25/2014
Pages: 140
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.30(d)

About the Author


Richard Horatio Edgar Wallace was born illegitimately in Greenwich, London, in 1875 to actors Mary Jane Richards and T.H. Edgar. As an infant he was adopted by George Freeman, a porter at Billingsgate fish market. Aged eleven, Wallace sold newspapers at Ludgate Circus and upon leaving school took a job with a printer. He later enlisted in the Royal West Kent Regiment, before transferring to the Medical Staff Corps, and was sent to South Africa.

In 1898, he published a collection of poems called 'The Mission that Failed', and subsequently left the army to become correspondent for Reuters. South African war correspondent for 'The Daily Mail' followed and his articles were later published as 'Unofficial Dispatches'. His outspokenness infuriated Lord Kitchener, who removed his credentials. He then edited the 'Rand Daily Mail', but gambled disastrously on the South African Stock Market.

Returning to England, Wallace at first reported on crimes and hanging trials, before becoming editor of 'The Evening News'. It was in 1905 that he founded the Tallis Press, publishing 'Smithy', a collection of soldier stories, and 'The Four Just Men'. The latter was published with the ending removed as an advertising stunt and he offered $500 to readers who could successfully guess the ending. Unfortunately, many did and he was almost bankrupted. At various times Wallace also worked as a journalist on 'The Standard', 'The Star', 'The Week-End Racing Supplement' and 'The Story Journal'.

In 1917, he became a Special Constable at Lincoln's Inn and also a special interrogator for the War Office. The Daily Mail sent Wallace to investigate atrocities in the Belgian Congo, a trip that provided material for his 'Sanders of the River' books. In 1923, he became Chairman of the Press Club and in 1931 stood as a Liberal Parliamentary candidate for Blackpool.

Wallace's first marriage in 1901 to Ivy Caldecott, daughter of a missionary, ended in divorce in 1918 and he later married his much younger secretary, Violet King.

Along with countless articles, some 23 screenplays and many short stories, Wallace wrote more than 170 books, which have been translated into 28 languages and sales of which have exceeded 50 million copies. Over 160 films have been made from his books - more than any other author. In the 1920's one of Wallace's many publishers claimed that a quarter of all books read in England were written by him. His sales were exceeded only by 'The Bible'.

He died in 1932 whilst working on the screenplay for 'King Kong', having moved to Hollywood after being offered a contract by RKO.

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