Ernest William Hornung

He was the battle to me then; he is the whole war to me as I look back now.

He was the battle to me then; he is the whole war to me as I look back now.

Why should I work when I could steal? Why settle down to some humdrum uncongenial billet, when excitement, romance, danger and a decent living were all going begging together? Of course it’s very wrong, but we can’t all be moralists, and the distribution of wealth is very wrong to begin with.

Why should I work when I could steal? Why settle down to some humdrum uncongenial billet, when excitement, romance, danger and a decent livi...

Raffles did so without a smile; with his overcoat buttoned up to the chin, his tall hat pressed down to his eyes, and between the two his incisive features and his keen, stern glance, he looked the ideal detective of fiction and the stage.

Raffles did so without a smile; with his overcoat buttoned up to the chin, his tall hat pressed down to his eyes, and between the two his in...