The Grey Cloak is a thrilling mystery novel written by Harold MacGrath. Set in the early 1900s, the story follows the adventures of a young detective named Kennedy, who is hired by a wealthy businessman to investigate the disappearance of his daughter. As Kennedy delves deeper...
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"The Grey Cloak" from Harold MacGrath. American novelist, short story writer, and screenwriter (1871-1932).
The Grey Cloak is a novel written by Harold MacGrath. Set in the early 1900s, the story follows the life of a young man named Richard Duvall, who is an amateur detective. Duvall is tasked with solving a mystery involving a man who has been accused of murder. The man in question...
In this novel a wide field of action is spread, many and varied characters live their daring and brilliant lives, and through it all the man and the woman whom the reader has learned to love walk in safety to a joyful climax.
In this novel a wide field of action is spread, many and varied characters live their daring and brilliant lives, and through it all the man and the woman whom the reader has learned to love walk in safety to a joyful climax.
1903. MacGrath, a prolific writer, wrote for newspapers until 1890 when he published his first novel Arms and the Woman. The Grey Cloak begins: A man enveloped in a handsome grey cloak groped through a dark alley which led into the fashionable district of the Rue de Bethisy...
In this novel a wide field of action is spread, many and varied characters live their daring and brilliant lives, and through it all the man and the woman whom the reader has learned to love walk in safety to a joyful climax.
A man enveloped in a handsome grey cloak groped through a dark alley which led into the fashionable district of the Rue de B thisy. From time to time he paused, with a hand to his ear, as if listening. Satisfied that the alley was deserted save for his own presence, he would...