A Prince Of Swindlers

A Prince of Swindlers is the story of one intelligent, fearless, and clever scoundrel who keeps an entire city in terror. He is an ingenious thief and a master of disguise who has conned all of London. The thief executes a series of plans that involve him stealing a diamond necklace, arranging the theft of a horse, stealing some wedding gifts, misleading the profits of a charity campaign, and swimming off with a visiting royal's most refined gold plate. He uses several schemes to fool the English upper class and comes away with millions. It's a story of how an unexpected encounter between a conman and a British diplomat led to a series of adventures. It's interesting and fun to read how he plans out his complex plans and always manages to execute them. The gentleman thief is a fascinating character who often recaps his plans to the reader in dialogue. This gave him a humorous villain quality that adds to the story's charm. Much of the humor depicts his personality wonderfully. It's a mind-blowing story that will meet any reader's need for thrills.

A Prince Of Swindlers The Viceroy's Protégé by Guy Boothby Introducing Simon Carne, a gentleman thief predating both E. W. Hornung's A. J. Raffles and Maurice Leblanc's Arsène Lupin. The British Viceroy first meets Carne while traveling in India. Charmed, he invites the reclusive hunchbacked scholar to London, little suspecting that his guest is actually an adventurer and a master of disguise. Carne-aided by his loyal butler, Belton-embarks on a crime spree, stealing from London's richest citizens and then making fools of them by posing as a detective investigating the thefts. We are delighted to publish this classic book as part of our extensive Classic Library collection. Many of the books in our collection have been out of print for decades, and therefore have not been accessible to the general public. The aim of our publishing program is to facilitate rapid access to this vast reservoir of literature, and our view is that this is a significant literary work, which deserves to be brought back into print after many decades. The contents of the vast majority of titles in the Classic Library have been scanned from the original works. To ensure a high quality product, each title has been meticulously hand curated by our staff. Our philosophy has been guided by a desire to provide the reader with a book that is as close as possible to ownership of the original work. We hope that you will enjoy this wonderful classic work, and that for you it becomes an enriching experience.

The night was close and muggy, such a night, indeed, as only Calcutta, of all the great cities of the East, can produce. The reek of the native quarter, that sickly, penetrating odour which, once smelt, is never forgotten, filled the streets and even invaded the sacred precincts of Government House, where a man of gentlemanly appearance, but sadly deformed, was engaged in bidding Her Majesty the Queen of England's representative in India an almost affectionate farewell."You will not forget your promise to acquaint us with your arrival in London," said His Excellency as he shook his guest by the hand. "We shall be delighted to see you, and if we can make your stay pleasurable as well as profitable to you, you may be sure we shall endeavour to do so.""Your lordship is most hospitable, and I think I may safely promise that I will avail myself of your kindness," replied the other."In the meantime 'good-bye, ' and a pleasant voyage to you."A few minutes later he had passed the sentry, and was making his way along the Maidan to the point where the Chitpore Road crosses it. Here he stopped and appeared to deliberate. He smiled a little sardonically as the recollection of the evening's entertainment crossed his mind, and, as if he feared he might forget something connected with it, when he reached a lamp-post, took a note-book from his pocket and made an entry in it.

The night was close and muggy, such a night, indeed, as only Calcutta, of all the great cities of the East, can produce. The reek of the native quarter, that sickly, penetrating odour which, once smelt, is never forgotten, filled the streets and even invaded the sacred precincts of Government House, where a man of gentlemanly appearance, but sadly deformed, was engaged in bidding Her Majesty the Queen of England's representative in India an almost affectionate farewell."You will not forget your promise to acquaint us with your arrival in London," said His Excellency as he shook his guest by the hand. "We shall be delighted to see you, and if we can make your stay pleasurable as well as profitable to you, you may be sure we shall endeavour to do so.""Your lordship is most hospitable, and I think I may safely promise that I will avail myself of your kindness," replied the other."In the meantime 'good-bye, ' and a pleasant voyage to you."A few minutes later he had passed the sentry, and was making his way along the Maidan to the point where the Chitpore Road crosses it. Here he stopped and appeared to deliberate. He smiled a little sardonically as the recollection of the evening's entertainment crossed his mind, and, as if he feared he might forget something connected with it, when he reached a lamp-post, took a note-book from his pocket and made an entry in it.