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The Cheyne Mystery

The Cheyne Mystery

ByFreeman Wills Crofts

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“Since I was wounded,” he gasped apologetically, “I’ve been taken like that. The doctors say it’s purely nervous...that my throat and lungs and so on are perfectly sound. Strange the different ways this war leaves its mark!” He picked up the flask, poured a liberal measure of its contents into his own cup, drank off the contents with evident relish and continued: “What I had in my mind, if you’ll consider it, was a series of short stories...say a dozen...on the merchant marine in the war. This is the spring of 1920. Soon no one will read anything connected with the war, but I think that time has scarcely come yet. I have fair knowledge of the subject and yours of course is first-hand. What do you say? I will supply twelve plots or incidents and you will clothe them with, say, five thousand words each. We shall sell them to The Strand or some of those monthlies, and afterwards publish them as a collection in book form.” “By Jove!” Maxwell said as he slowly sipped his coffee. “The idea’s rather tempting. But I wish I could feel as sure as you seem to do about my own style. I’m afraid I don’t believe that it is as good as you pretend.” “Mr. Cheyne,” Hubert answered deliberately, “you may take my word for it that I know what I am talking about. I shouldn’t have come to you if I weren’t sure. Very few people are satisfied with their own work. No matter how good it is it falls short of the standard they have set in their minds. It is another case in which the outsider sees most of the game.” Maxwell felt attracted by the proposal. He had written in all seventeen short stories, and of these only three had been accepted, and those by inferior magazines. If it would lead to success he would be only too delighted to collaborate with this pleasant stranger. It wasn’t so much the money...though he was not such a fool as to make light of that part of it. It was success he wanted, acceptance of his stuff by good periodicals, a name and a standing among his fellow craftsmen. “Let’s see what it would mean,” he heard Hubert’s voice, and it seemed strangely faint and distant. “I suppose, given the synopses, you could finish a couple of tales per week...say, six weeks for the lot. And with luck we should sell for £50 to £100 each...say £500 for your six week’s work, or nearly £100 per week. And there might be any amount more for the book rights, filming and so on. Does the idea appeal to you, Mr. Cheyne?” Maxwell did not reply. He was feeling sleepy. Did the idea appeal to h

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Publication Date
Jun 20, 2023
Language
English
Category
Fiction
Copyright
All Rights Reserved - Standard Copyright License
Contributors
By (author): Freeman Wills Crofts

Specifications

Pages
216
Binding Type
Paperback Perfect Bound
Interior Color
Black & White
Dimensions
US Trade (6 x 9 in / 152 x 229 mm)

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