The Black Avons IV - Europe in the Melting Pot
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Edgar Wallace
Edgar Wallace (1875-1932) was a London-born writer who rose to prominence during the early twentieth century. With a background in journalism, he excelled at crime fiction with a series of detective thrillers following characters J.G. Reeder and Detective Sgt. (Inspector) Elk. Wallace is known for his extensive literary work, which has been adapted across multiple mediums, including over 160 films. His most notable contribution to cinema was the novelization and early screenplay for 1933’s King Kong.
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The Black Avons IV - Europe in the Melting Pot - Edgar Wallace
Edgar Wallace
The Black Avons IV - Europe in the Melting Pot
Published by Good Press, 2022
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EAN 4066338097545
Table of Contents
I. — THE AVON FROM AFRICA
II. — THE COMING WAR
III. — THE BALKANS
IV. — THE MURDER
V. — WAR!
VI. — THE AFTERMATH OF WAR
THE END
I. — THE AVON FROM AFRICA
Table of Contents
The Black Avons IV — Frontispiece
IT is almost inconceivable that there should be in our family a Black Avon who was, for any reason whatever, an unpopular figure. They have for scores of generations been built in an heroic mould; a shining light of their time, and their memories have been hallowed by all who bear our name.
My niece, Lorrain Avon, crystallized the peculiar change of attitude in one pungent, if somewhat vulgar, sentence.
The boys simply cannot stand an Avon who works for his living,
she said. They think that a Black Avon who doesn't spend his life gadding over the earth, sticking his sword into some poor, wretched enemy, isn't the real thing!
Lorrain,
I said severely, your language is becoming deplorably lax.
My brother, Sir James Avon, is not what I would describe as a broad-minded man, and he shares the views of his two sons, Hubert and Stanley, that this Avon, who had suddenly dawned upon us, was indubitably a true Black Avon who would have satisfied the most exacting of critics, but was nevertheless a black sheep.
Of the new Harry. Avon's existence I don't think any of us were previously aware, except in a vague kind of way. He belonged to that branch of the family which had settled in India and had moved on to the Cape. Harry's father had been something of a recluse, maintained no correspondence with the other branches of the family, and had offended my brother to an unimaginable extent by sending his boy to England to be educated, without notifying any of us of his intentions. So that Harry Avon was living under our noses, so to speak—he was at Oundle School, one greatly favoured by our family—and none of us was the wiser. And then, when we had almost forgotten that there was a South African branch, Harry Avon comes from South Africa, buys Manby Hall, adjacent to my brother's estate, and, without so much as by your leave,
begins to interest himself in the welfare of the village.
In fact, he trespassed on our preserves,
said Lorrain, with the ghost of a smile, when she told me this. Daddy likes to feel that he is the feudal lord of Manby, and he is simply furious that Cousin Harry should have bought the estate, which carries with it the lordship of the manor. As a matter of fact, father intended buying the Hall, and that wretched London agent promised to give him the first refusal. I met him to-day in the village.
Whom—your father?
No, Harry. And really, he's quite a nice man: very tall, horribly black, with a cold sort of blue eye that makes you shiver. I was sufficiently lost to all self-respect, as I have been told repeatedly, to go up to him and tell him that I was his cousin.
And was he cold and stern and haughty?
I asked, with a smile.
No, he was simply charming. When I asked him why he hadn't called on us, he said that he had no idea there were any Avons left in England!
She rocked with laughter at the cool audacity of the man.
And, Uncle John, he is terribly rich, and full of the weirdest ideas about this country. He says there is going to be a great war.
What does your father say to that?
Lorrain made a little grimace.
What would father say to any view which did not coincide with his own?
she demanded. Harry has been for two years on the Continent—father didn't know that. He's been travelling through the Balkans, Austria, Germany, Russia and Russian China, and he is full of this idea of war. What do you think about it, Uncle John?
she asked, a little anxiously.
Pooh!
I said contemptuously. "How can there be a war?