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Doom of the House of Duryea
Doom of the House of Duryea
Doom of the House of Duryea
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A powerful story of stark horror, and the dreadful thing that happened in a lone house in the Maine woods.
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Release dateApr 26, 2016
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    Doom of the House of Duryea - Earl Peirce

    Doom of the House of Duryea

    By Earl Peirce, Jr.

    Start Publishing LLC

    Copyright © 2015 by Start Publishing LLC

    All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever.

    First Start Publishing eBook edition July 2015

    Start Publishing is a registered trademark of Start Publishing LLC

    Manufactured in the United States of America

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    ISBN 13: 978-1-68299-719-2

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    Doom of the House of Duryea

    By Earl Peirce, Jr.

    A powerful story of stark horror, and the dreadful thing that happened in a lone house in the Maine woods.

    Arthur Duryea, a young, handsome man, came to meet his father for the first time in twenty years. As he strode into the hotel lobby—long strides which had the spring of elastic in them—idle eyes lifted to appraise him, for he was an impressive figure, somehow grim with exaltation.

    The desk clerk looked up with his habitual smile of expectation; how-do-you-do-Mr.-so-and-so, and his fingers strayed to the green fountain pen which stood in a holder on the desk.

    Arthur Duryea cleared his throat, but still his voice was clogged and unsteady. To the clerk he said:

    I’m looking for my father, Doctor Henry Duryea. I understand he is registered here. He has recently arrived from Paris.

    The clerk lowered his glance to a list of names. Doctor Duryea is in suite 600, sixth floor. He looked up, his eyebrows arched questioningly. Are you staying too, sir, Mr. Duryea?

    Arthur took the pen and

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