Polly Burton, a journalist, sits at the same table as an old man over tea. He has an interest in the sensational local crimes that have left the police baffled. Over the course her visit, the old man explains his crime-solving methods, which are based primarily on reading newspaper accounts, crime scene visits, courtroom observation, and logical deduction. He frequently takes the side of the criminals and declines to report his findings to police, leading the reader to speculate about his past. The novel was published in the U.S. as The Man in the Corner, and is based on short stories previously serialized in magazines. This book is part of the Standard Ebooks project, which produces free public domain ebooks.

Who Says Solving Crimes Is A Tedious Job? “...women have done strange things; they are a far greater puzzle to the student of human nature than the sterner, less complex sex has ever been.” - Emmuska Orczy, The Old Man in the Corner Baroness Orczy isn’t only known for the famous adventure novel The Scarlet Pimpernel. She also gave life to one of the most nonconformist passive detectives you’ll ever find in literature. The Old Man in the Corner isn’t your average Sherlock Holmes; he is a nameless protagonist who sits in the corner of a London tea shop talking to a journalist about murder cases. He doesn’t trust the English police and their ways to solving a crime. Instead, he relies on logic and human behavioral patterns to identify to true killer. This Xist Classics edition has been professionally formatted for e-readers with a linked table of contents. This eBook also contains a bonus book club leadership guide and discussion questions. We hope you’ll share this book with your friends, neighbors and colleagues and can’t wait to hear what you have to say about it. Xist Publishing is a digital-first publisher. Xist Publishing creates books for the touchscreen generation and is dedicated to helping everyone develop a lifetime love of reading, no matter what form it takes

The man in the corner pushed aside his glass, and leant across the table. "Mysteries!" he commented. "There is no such thing as a mystery in connection with any crime, provided intelligence is brought to bear upon its investigation." Very much astonished Polly Burton looked over the top of her newspaper, and fixed a pair of very severe, coldly inquiring brown eyes upon him. She had disapproved of the man from the instant when he shuffled across the shop and sat down opposite to her, at the same marble-topped table which already held her large coffee (3d.), her roll and butter (2d.), and plate of tongue (6d.).

In 'The Old Man in the Corner' by Baroness Orczy, readers are transported to the Victorian era of mystery and intrigue. Through a series of conversations between a young journalist and the enigmatic 'Old Man in the Corner,' Orczy weaves together complex whodunits with brilliant deductions reminiscent of Sherlock Holmes. The book is a collection of short stories that showcase Orczy's masterful storytelling and intricate plot twists, setting it apart as a classic in the detective fiction genre. Written in a captivating and engaging style, 'The Old Man in the Corner' is a must-read for fans of mystery and suspense literature. Baroness Orczy's attention to detail and clever character development make this book a standout in the realm of crime fiction. Her ability to craft compelling narratives and present puzzling mysteries will keep readers on the edge of their seats until the very last page. For those seeking a captivating read full of twists and turns, 'The Old Man in the Corner' comes highly recommended.

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The man in the corner pushed aside his glass, and leant across the table. "Mysteries!" he commented. "There is no such thing as a mystery in connection with any crime, provided intelligence is brought to bear upon its investigation." Very much astonished Polly Burton looked over the top of her newspaper, and fixed a pair of very severe, coldly inquiring brown eyes upon him. She had disapproved of the man from the instant when he shuffled across the shop and sat down opposite to her, at the same marble-topped table which already held her large coffee (3d.), her roll and butter (2d.), and plate of tongue (6d.). Now this particular corner, this very same table, that special view of the magnificent marble hall—known as the Norfolk Street branch of the Aërated Bread Company's depôts—were Polly's own corner, table, and view. Here she had partaken of eleven pennyworth of luncheon and one pennyworth of daily information ever since that glorious never-to-be-forgotten day when she was enrolled on the staff of the Evening Observer (we'll call it that, if you please), and became a member of that illustrious and world-famed organization known as the British Press. She was a personality, was Miss Burton of the Evening Observer. Her cards were printed thus...