In the mean while, as our apartment was a corner one, and looked both east and north, I ran to the easter casement to look after Drummond.

The plot is straightforward. A swagman is settling down by a billabong after a hard day′s swagging.

The murderer was buried in unhallowed ground.

Sophia landed on her behind on the soft moss that lined the river bank. Besides, you don't win yet, Sophie, he said. I have one more stone still.