By Anne Perry
IN those vacation MYSTERIES SET IN VICTORIAN LONDON, CHRISTMAS COMES WITH A supporting OF MAGIC AND MURDER.
A CHRISTMAS PROMISE
Three days earlier than Christmas, in London’s East finish, thirteen-year-old Gracie Phipps encounters eight-year-old Minnie Maude Mudway, freezing and on my own. in basic terms the day earlier than, an individual murdered Minnie Maude’s Uncle Alf and made off along with his rag-and-bones cart—as good as with Charlie, the cherished donkey who pulled it. Now, Grace and Minnie Maude trigger to rescue Charlie. however the course that Uncle Alf had taken to his loss of life used to be now not his common path, and in his cart, the youngsters are informed, was once a blinding golden casket that can rather well be a Pandora’s field of evil or a shining prize of hope.
A CHRISTMAS ODYSSEY
Ten days sooner than Christmas, James Wentworth feels now not pleasure yet grief. His reckless son, Lucien, has been lured right into a international of substances and wild ardour. Wentworth’s purely wish, he believes, is his outdated pal Henry Rathbone, who volunteers to look for the wayward younger guy with the aid of new companions—Squeaky Robinson, a reformed brothel-keeper, and Crow, a mysterious slum health professional. As this extraordinary trio gathers clues approximately Lucien’s disappearance on London’s darkish streets, they locate themselves on a project whose end result they can not start to wager.
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Certainly. And are you aware if it used to be there earlier than Alf went out with Charlie the day he used to be killed? ” he requested with curiosity. She observed what he was once considering. “Yer suggest if it weren’t Alf or Charlie, then it ’ad ter be ter do wi’ the casket? ” “I used to be assuming that, definite. What does this Stan do for a residing, Gracie? are you aware? ” “Yeah. ’E’s a cabbie …” Mr. Balthasar nodded slowly. “An’ ’e’s mad, an’ scared,” she additional eagerly. “D’yer imagine Minnie Maude labored that out too? ” Her eyes full of tears on the considered what violence may need occurred to Minnie Maude, if Stan have been the person who had left the casket for the toff. “I imagine we had larger end our tea and pass and contact Cob,” Balthasar responded, emerging to his toes back. “Come. ” “I gotta get me personal scarf, please? ” she stated reluctantly. in comparison with the thick crimson one, hers used to be undeniable, and rainy. “I will go back it to you later,” he spoke back. “This one will continue you hot meanwhile. Come. Now that we have got such a lot of clues, we needs to make the entire haste we will be able to. ” And he strode around the wood ground and flung open the again door, greedy for a wide black cape and swinging it round his shoulders as he went. outdoors on the street he allowed her to guide the way in which, maintaining along with her simply simply because his legs have been two times the size of hers. they didn't converse, easily assembly eyes as they got here to a cut down, waiting for site visitors, then carrying on with. they discovered Cob on his nook, the brazier giving off a heat she may perhaps suppose even if she used to be six or seven ft away. Balthasar stood in entrance of Cob, part a head taller and looking out alarmingly huge in his black cape. He appeared very unusual, very varied, and a number of other humans stared at him nervously as they handed, expanding their velocity a bit. “Good afternoon, Mr. Cob,” Balthasar acknowledged gravely. “I needs to communicate to you a few very bad subject. I require absolute honesty on your solutions, or the end result might be even worse. Do you realize me? ” Cob appeared stunned. “I dunno yer, sir, an’ I dunno nothin’ bad. I don’t imagine as i will be able to ’elp yer. ” He glanced at Gracie, then away back. “I don’t understand even if you'll, Mr. Cob. you've got black purposes of your personal for preserving such secrets,” Balthasar replied him. “But i feel so you might. ” “I don’t ’ave no—” Cob begun. Balthasar held up his hand, commanding silence. “It matters the homicide of a guy you recognize as Alf, and the kidnapping of Minnie Maude Mudway. ” Cob paled. Balthasar nodded. “I see you already know me completely. whilst Alf left you, at the day he died, which manner did he cross? ” Cob pointed south. “Indeed. And it was once streets farther than that the place somebody stuck up with him and did him to dying. someplace in that distance Alf gave the casket to anyone. Who lives or works alongside these streets, Mr. Cob, that Alf could comprehend? A pawnshop, maybe? A public residence? An previous buddy? To whom may any such guy supply a golden casket? ” Cob appeared more and more uncomfortable. “I dunno! ” he protested. “ ’E di’n’t inform me! ” “How lengthy after Alf spoke to you probably did this gaunt gentleman come by means of?