""The Chaperon"" by C.N. Williamson is a classic mystery novel that was first published in 1902. The story follows the adventures of a young woman named Betty Wynne, who is hired as a chaperone for a group of wealthy young ladies traveling to Paris. However, when one of the girls is kidnapped, Betty finds herself drawn into a dangerous world of intrigue and espionage.As she races against time to rescue the missing girl and uncover the truth behind the kidnapping, Betty must navigate a web of deceit and betrayal that ...
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""The Chaperon"" by C.N. Williamson is a classic mystery novel that was first published in 1902. The story follows the adventures of a young woman named Betty Wynne, who is hired as a chaperone for a group of wealthy young ladies traveling to Paris. However, when one of the girls is kidnapped, Betty finds herself drawn into a dangerous world of intrigue and espionage.As she races against time to rescue the missing girl and uncover the truth behind the kidnapping, Betty must navigate a web of deceit and betrayal that threatens to ensnare her as well. Along the way, she encounters a cast of colorful characters, including a suave French detective, a dashing American millionaire, and a mysterious Russian spy.With its fast-paced plot, engaging characters, and atmospheric setting, ""The Chaperon"" is a thrilling read that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very end. Whether you're a fan of classic mysteries or just looking for a good page-turner, this book is sure to satisfy.1907. With four illustrations by Karl Anderson. The book begins: Sometimes I think that having a bath is the nicest part of the day, especially if you take too long over it, when you ought to be hurrying. Phyllis and I (Phil is my stepsister, though she is the most English creature alive) have no proper bathroom in our flat. What can you expect for forty pounds a year, even at Clapham? But we have a fitted-up arrangement in the box-room, and it has never exploded yet. Phyllis allows herself ten minutes for her bath every morning, just as she allows herself five minutes for her prayers, six to do her hair, and four for everything else, except when she wears laced-up boots; but then, she has principles, and I have none; at least, I have no maxims. And this morning, just because there were lots of things to do, I was luxuriating in the tub, thinking cool, delicious thoughts. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.
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