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The Beetle

By Richard Marsh.

Table of Contents Titlepage Imprint Book I: The House with the Open Window I: Outside II: Inside III: The Man in the Bed IV: A Lonely Vigil V: An Instruction to Commit Burglary VI: A Singular Felony VII: The Great Paul Lessingham VIII: The Man in the Street IX: The Contents of the Packet Book II: The Haunted Man X: Rejected XI: A Midnight Episode XII: A Morning Visitor XIII: The Picture XIV: The Duchess’ Ball XV: Mr. Lessingham Speaks XVI: Atherton’s Magic Vapour XVII: Magic?—Or Miracle? XVIII: The Apotheosis of the Beetle XIX: The Lady Rages XX: A Heavy Father XXI: The Terror in the Night XXII: The Haunted Man Book III: The Terror by Night and the Terror by Day XXIII: The Way He Told Her XXIV: A Woman’s View XXV: The Man in the Street XXVI: A Father’s No XXVII: The Terror by Night XXVIII: The Strange Story of the Man in the Street XXIX: The House on the Road from the Workhouse XXX: The Singular Behaviour of Mr. Holt XXXI: The Terror by Day Book IV: In Pursuit XXXII: A New Client XXXIII: What Came of Looking Through a Lattice XXXIV: After Twenty Years XXXV: A Bringer of Tidings XXXVI: What the Tidings Were XXXVII: What Was Hidden Under the Floor XXXVIII: The Rest of the Find XXXIX: Miss Louisa Coleman XL: What Miss Coleman Saw Through the Window XLI: The Constable—His Clue—and the Cab XLII: The Quarry Doubles XLIII: The Murder at Mrs. ’Enderson’s XLIV: The Man Who Was Murdered XLV: All That Mrs. ’Enderson Knew XLVI: The Sudden Stopping XLVII: The Contents of the Third-Class Carriage XLVIII: The Conclusion of the Matter Colophon Uncopyright Imprint The Standard Ebooks logo.

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Book I The House with the Open Window

The surprising narration of Robert Holt.

I Outside

“No room!⁠—Full up!”

He banged the door in my face.

That was the final blow.

To have tramped about all day looking for work; to have begged even for a job which would give me money enough to buy a little food; and to have tramped and to have begged in vain⁠—that was bad. But, sick at heart, depressed in mind and in body, exhausted by hunger and fatigue, to have been compelled to pocket any little pride I might have left, and solicit, as the penniless, homeless tramp which indeed I was, a night’s lodging in the casual ward⁠—and to solicit it in vain!⁠—that was worse. Much worse. About as bad as bad could be.

I stared, stupidly, at the door which had just been banged in my face. I could scarcely believe that the thing was possible. I had hardly expected to figure as a tramp; but, supposing it conceivable that I could become a tramp, that I should be refused admission to that abode of all ignominy, the tramp’s ward, was to have attained a depth of misery of which never even in nightmares I had dreamed.

As I stood wondering what I should do, a man slouched towards me out of the shadow of the wall.

“Won’t ’e let yer in?”

“He says it’s full.”

“Says it’s full, does ’e? That’s the lay at Fulham⁠—they always says it’s full. They wants to keep the number down.”

I looked at the man askance. His head hung forward; his hands were in his trouser pockets; his clothes were rags; his tone was husky.

“Do you mean that they say it’s full when it isn’t⁠—that they won’t let me in although there’s room?”

“That’s it⁠—bloke’s a-kiddin’ yer.”

“But, if there’s room, aren’t they bound to let me in?”

“Course they are⁠—and, blimey, if I was you I’d make ’em. Blimey I would!”

He broke into a volley of execrations.

“But what am I to do?”

“Why, give ’em another rouser⁠—let ’em know as you won’t be kidded!”

I hesitated; then, acting on his suggestion, for the second time I rang the bell. The door was flung wide open, and the grizzled pauper, who had previously responded to my summons, stood in the open doorway. Had he been the Chairman of the Board of Guardians himself he could not have addressed me with greater scorn.

“What, here again! What’s your little game? Think I’ve nothing better to do than to wait upon the likes of you?”

“I want to be admitted.”

“Then you won’t be admitted!”

“I want to see someone in authority.”

“Ain’t yer seein’ someone in authority?”

“I want to see someone besides you⁠—I want to see the master.”

“Then you won’t see the master!”

He moved the door swiftly to; but, prepared for such a manoeuvre, I thrust my foot sufficiently inside to prevent his shutting it. I continued to address him.

“Are you sure that the ward is full?”

“Full two hours ago!”

“But what am I to do?”

“I don’t know what you’re

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