The Case Of The Phantom Fortune

Horace Warren pays five hundred dollars to have Perry mason attend a buffet dinner to observe his guests. He also wants Mason to investigate a fingerprint and suspects his wife is being blackmailed. Mrs Warren’s mystery past may hold the clues.

When businessman Horace Warren hires attorney Perry Mason to investigate threats against his wife, Mason finds himself pulled into a complex web of blackmail, stolen cash, and murder. As Mason works to uncover the truth, he clashes with both cunning criminal Collister Gideon and headstrong District Attorney Hamilton Burger. To crack the case and reveal Gideon's accomplice, Mason must act quickly while treading carefully around witnesses to ensure their testimony holds up in court. With the future of both his clients and his law practice on the line, Mason employs bold tactics and razor-sharp wit to try to force the real killer out of hiding.

People dined earlier forty years ago than they do now. Even that salt of the earth, the elect ofsociety, represented by that little great world which lies between the narrow circle bounded byBryanstone Square on the north and by Birdcage Walk on the south, did not consider seven o'clocktoo early an hour for a dinner party which was to be followed by routs, drums, concerts, conversazione, as the case might be. It was seven o'clock on a lovely June evening, and the Park wasalready deserted, and carriages were rolling swiftly along all the Westend squares, carrying rank, fashion, wealth, and beauty, political influence, and intellectual power, to the particular circle inwhich each was destined to illumine upon that particular evening.Stateliest among London squares, Grosvenor-in some wise a wonder to the universe as newlylighted with gas-grave Grosvenor, with its heavy old Georgian houses and pompous porticoes, sparkled and shone, not alone with the novel splendour of gas, but with the light of many waxcandles, clustering flower-like in silver branches and girandoles, multiplying their flame in numerousmirrors; and of all the houses in that stately square none had a more imposing aspect than LordDenyer's dark red brick mansion, with stone dressings, and the massive grandeur of an Egyptianmausole

Excerpt from Phantom Fortune People dined earlier forty years ago than they do now. Even that salt of the earth, the elect of society, represented by that little great world which lies between the, narrow circle hounded by Bryanstone Square on the north and by Birdcage Walk on the south, did not consider seven o'clock too early an hour for a dinner party which was to be followed by routs, drums, concerts, conversazione, as the case might be. It was seven o'clock on a lovely 'june evening, and the Park was already deserted, and carriages were rolling swiftly along all the West end squares, carrying rank, fashion. Wealth. And beauty, political influence, and intellectual power, to the particular circle in which each was destined to illumine upon that particular evening. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

"[...] People dined earlier forty years ago than they do now. Even that salt of the earth, the elect of society, represented by that little great world which lies between the narrow circle bounded by Bryanstone Square on the north and by Birdcage Walk on the south, did not consider seven o'clock too early an hour for a dinner party which was to be followed by routs, drums, concerts, conversazione, as the case might be. It was seven o'clock on a lovely June evening, and the Park was already deserted, and carriages were rolling swiftly along all the Westend squares, carrying rank, fashion, wealth, and beauty, political influence, and intellectual power, to the particular circle in which each was destined to illumine upon[...]".

People dined earlier forty years ago than they do now. Even that salt of the earth, the elect of society, represented by that little great world which lies between the narrow circle bounded by Bryanstone Square on the north and by Birdcage Walk on the south, did not consider seven o'clock too early an hour for a dinner party which was to be followed by routs, drums, concerts, conversazione, as the case might be. It was seven o'clock on a lovely June evening, and the Park was already deserted, and carriages were rolling swiftly along all the Westend squares, carrying rank, fashion, wealth, and beauty, political influence, and intellectual power, to the particular circle in which each was destined to illumine upon that particular evening.

People dined earlier forty years ago than they do now. Even that salt of the earth, the elect ofsociety, represented by that little great world which lies between the narrow circle bounded byBryanstone Square on the north and by Birdcage Walk on the south, did not consider seven o'clocktoo early an hour for a dinner party which was to be followed by routs, drums, concerts, conversazione, as the case might be. It was seven o'clock on a lovely June evening, and the Park wasalready deserted, and carriages were rolling swiftly along all the Westend squares, carrying rank, fashion, wealth, and beauty, political influence, and intellectual power, to the particular circle inwhich each was destined to illumine upon that particular evening.Stateliest among London squares, Grosvenor-in some wise a wonder to the universe as newlylighted with gas-grave Grosvenor, with its heavy old Georgian houses and pompous porticoes, sparkled and shone, not alone with the novel splendour of gas, but with the light of many waxcandles, clustering flower-like in silver branches and girandoles, multiplying their flame in numerousmirrors; and of all the houses in that stately square none had a more imposing aspect than LordDenyer's dark red brick mansion, with stone dressings, and the massive grandeur of an Egyptianmausole