The Devil Light E-Book

Edgar Wallace

• Herausgeber: Al-Mashreq eBookstore
• Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Seitenzahl: 18

Beschreibung

The Devil Light by Edgar Wallace is a spine-tingling mystery that delves into the supernatural and the sinister. When a strange, eerie light begins to appear over a desolate English moor, it sparks fear and speculation among the locals. But what seems like a mere ghost story quickly turns deadly as those who venture too close to the light meet tragic fates. Detective John Merrion is called to unravel the mystery, but the more he investigates, the more he finds himself entangled in a web of ancient curses, dark secrets, and inexplicable phenomena. Is there a rational explanation, or is something truly otherworldly at play? This haunting tale will keep you guessing until the very end.

Leseprobe

The Devil Light

Author: Edgar Wallace

Edited by: Seif Moawad

Copyright © 2024 by Al-Mashreq eBookstore

First published in All-Story Weekly, July 22, 1916

No part of this publication may be reproduced whole or in part in any form without the prior written permission of the author

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Table of Contents

The Devil Light

I

II

Landmarks

The Council of Justice

Cover

I

Some men have an aversion to cats, others shrink back in horror from a third floor window and fight desperately to overcome the temptation to throw themselves into the street below. For others the mirror holds a devil who leers a man on to self-destruction. But for Hans Richter that cruel and puzzling light which he interpreted into E Flat held all that there was of threat and fear.

If you say that the obsession of little Hans savoured of madness, tell me something of yourself. Squeak a knife-edge along a plate, or knife-edge against knife-edge and watch the people shudder and grimace. They also are mad of the same madness. Some men and women grow frantic at the rustle of silk; others may not pass their palms over certain surfaces (such as plush or velvet) without a shivering fit. Exactly why, nobody knows.

There are undreamt of horrors in commonplace objects for some of us—Hans Richter had the advantage of hating and fearing that which was not commonplace.

He played second violin at the Hippoleum. He had little spare time with a daily matinée and a twelve o'clock rehearsal every Monday, but he utilized that spare time with great profit, being a most earnest student of colour values, and, moreover, a worshipper of heroes.

You had no doubt as to what manner of heroes qualified for his adoration. Nature had built him short and clumsy, with a pink, round face and blue eyes. She had built him cheap as a builder runs up a cottage out of the material left over from a more pretentious job.