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Halley's Comet by Edgar Wallace is an enthralling adventure that blends mystery, science, and the awe-inspiring wonders of the cosmos. Set against the backdrop of the famous comet's spectacular appearance, the story follows a diverse group of characters whose lives intersect in unexpected and dramatic ways. As the comet streaks across the sky, long-buried secrets come to light, scientific discoveries are made, and personal transformations occur. With its blend of suspense, romance, and celestial marvels, this book promises to captivate readers and keep them turning the pages. Will the mysteries unveiled by Halley's Comet change their lives forever? Find out in this compelling narrative.
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A Short Story
Author: Edgar Wallace
Edited by: Seif Moawad
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First published in The Weekly Tale-Teller, May 21, 1910
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LORD DORRINGTON was a middle-aged man. He showed no evidence of mental decrepitude, and the alienist who was invited on one occasion to dine with his lordship—the invitation came from anxious relatives, who feared that, unless the poor dear fellow was placed under proper control, he would dissipate the fortunes of the Dorrington family—this alienist wrote so cheery a report upon Dorrington’s health that the question of the payment of his fifty-guinea fee was seriously debated. It was felt by a select committee, composed of the beneficiaries under Dorrington’s will, that the alienist had not done his duty. They called him (the alienist), disrespectfully, the ‘mad doctor’, and decided that his report upon Dorrington’s sanity was a remarkable proof of the generally-accepted theory that all alienists become mad themselves—in time.
The reason for their fears for Lord Dorrington’s reason is understandable. He was an enthusiastic seeker after light. He was a spiritualist, a student of thaumaturgy, theurgy, electro-biology, and something of a Shamanist in an amateur kind of way. He believed that unlikely things happened.
It must be understood that he was, in many ways, a practical man. He once had a butler who neglected the silver horribly. The butler’s somewhat ingenious excuse that he also was given to occult studies, and was, moreover, a cadet in the practice of demonology, was received coldly. Further, explained the butler, the silver was cleaned every day, but by night there came a little devil who smeared his dirty paws all over the polished surface of the plate. ‘A little devil named ‘Erbert, me lord,’ said the butler pathetically, ‘who cursed me when I was born.’
‘You have been reading German fairy tales,’ said his lordship, with chilly hauteur, ‘and your impudent excuses decide me: I shall not give you a character.’
It was obviously absurd and unthinkable that even a little devil should condescend to consort with a mere butler, and Lord Dorrington very properly resented the assumption of his servant.