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Updated: May 17, 2025
A week earlier he had happened to stroll into the large parlour of the apartment house, finding it empty, and on the center table he noticed a large, red-bound, gilt-edged book, newly printed, bearing the title: "A Civic History," and beneath the title, the rubric, "Biographies of the 500 Most Prominent Citizens and Families in the History of the City."
"I do not think so, Madame," was his reply, in a French sufficiently heavy and stiff-jointed, enforced by a dubious oscillation of the head. Lady Blanchemain's black eyebrows shot upwards, marking her surprise; then drew together, marking her determination. "But of course one can it's in the guide-book," she insisted, and held up the red-bound volume.
She held to the memory of these two books. Something was coming from them to her. She handled the shiny brown gold-tooled back of Motley's Rise and felt the hard graining of the red-bound Chronicles.... There were green trees outside in the moonlight... in Luther's Germany... trees and fields and German towns and then Holland. She breathed more easily. Her eyes opened serenely.
The fool had left the harbor that night, sometime before the onslaught of the blizzard, but after midnight to a certainty. He had gone out and he had not returned! There could be no doubt about his miserable fate. The skipper pictured him in his clear mind as lying somewhere out on the barrens with the red-bound casket clutched in a frozen hand.
"Popper" and "Mommer" were deep in certain red-bound Baedeker's and busied in delving for "historic facts," while the artful Alan Hawke glided into a fast and familiar flirtation with the two bright-eyed, sharp-voiced damsels. Both the heiresses were dressed as if for a reception, with judiciously selected jewelry samples, evidencing the wondrous success of machine conducted pig demolition.
Fogg was quite ready. Under his arm might have been observed a red-bound copy of Bradshaw's Continental Railway Steam Transit and General Guide, with its timetables showing the arrival and departure of steamers and railways. He took the carpet-bag, opened it, and slipped into it a goodly roll of Bank of England notes, which would pass wherever he might go. "You have forgotten nothing?" asked he.
"Well now, my son, that's what an ignorant fellow like me would call a mighty pretty lawsuit," said Blount, turning over the curious little red-bound volume in his hand. "It's more than pretty," said Eddring, "it's deep, and it's important important to you and me, for more reasons than one. There has been a heap of trouble down in the Delta, and there has been a head to all this trouble-making.
Then, still troubled in mind, he carefully shut the door of his room, and descended to Mr. Fogg. Mr. Fogg was quite ready. Under his arm might have been observed a red-bound copy of Bradshaw's Continental Railway Steam Transit and General Guide, with its timetables showing the arrival and departure of steamers and railways.
Darling stooped and took a little, red-bound casket from the torn breast. With his back to George Wick he opened it with trembling fingers. The diamonds and rubies of Lady Harwood's necklace flashed up at him! Mr. John Darling stood spellbound for a full half-minute, gazing down at the flaming, flashing gems coiled in their silken bed.
Put in some verses about the colonies, Prince, about the land where tobacco grows. You know it's the land where the GRUMBKOW and SECKENDORF come in. Each carries under his arm a small bundle of red-bound books. Forgive us, Your Majesty but it is incredible that such unprecedented crimes should occur in the very bosom of the Royal Family! What's the matter now?
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