类别：经典英文小说 作者： 未知
简介： Little is now known to the general public of the history of the attempt to remove President Andrew Johnson in 1868, on his impeachment by the House of Representatives and trial by the Senate for alleged high crimes and misdemeanors in office, or of t...
类别：经典英文小说 作者： Ernest William Hornung
简介： It was half-past twelve when I returned to the Albany as a last desperate resort. The scene of my disaster was much as I had left it. The baccarat-counters still strewed the table, with the empty glasses and the loaded ash-trays. A window had been op...
类别：经典英文小说 作者： 未知
简介： The two boats fastened to the little pier that jutted out from the garden lay rocking in its shadow. Here and there lighted windows showed through the thick mist on the margins of the lake. The Enghien Casino opposite blazed with light, though it was...
类别：经典英文小说 作者： Maurice Leblanc莫里斯·勒布朗
简介： These adventures were told to me in the old days by Arsne Lupin, as though they had happened to a friend of his, named Prince Rnine. As for me, considering the way in which they were conducted, the actions, the behaviour and the very character of the...
类别：经典英文小说 作者： 未知
简介： Raymonde listened. The noise was repeated twice over, clearly enough to be distinguished from the medley of vague sounds that formed the great silence of the night and yet too faintly to enable her to tell whether it was near or far, within the walls...
类别：经典英文小说 作者： 未知
简介： Nothing is so easy as falling in love on a long sea voyage, except falling out of love. Especially was this the case in the days when the wooden clippers did finely to land you in Sydney or in Melbourne under the four full months. We all saw far too...
类别：经典英文小说 作者： Ernest William Hornung
简介： If I must tell more tales of Raffles, I can but back to our earliest days together, and fill in the blanks left by discretion in existing annals. In so doing I may indeed fill some small part of an infinitely greater blank, across which you may conce...
类别：经典英文小说 作者： Ernest William Hornung
简介： She stood alone in her own room, with none to mark the white-hot pallor of the oval face, the scornful curve of quivering nostrils, the dry lustre of flashing eyes. But while she stood a heavy step went blustering down two flights of stairs, and doub...
