The Grand Babylon Hotel

The Grand Babylon Hotel is an exclusive London establishment, and American millionaire Theodore Racksole, visiting the hotel with his spirited 23-year-old daughter Nella, decides to buy the place. What he hasn't counted on is having to deal with a criminal conspiracy whose purposes are not at all clear, and events take an unexpected turn as Theodore and Nella play detective. Replete with evil villains, physical dangers, and secret passages, The Grand Babylon Hotel is a mesmerizing thriller that will be enjoyed by mystery lovers everywhere.

Grand Babylon Hotel is a supremely exclusive hotel. When an American millionaire, Theodore Racksole, and his daughter Nella buy the hotel, strange things start happening. The situation becomes intense when a German prince mysteriously disappears.

The Grand Babylon Hotel is an adventure novel by Arnold Bennett, published in January 1902, about the mysterious disappearance of a German prince. American millionaire Theodore Racksole must discover the truth behind the mysterious happenings at the Grand Babylon Hotel – before it is too late.

The Grand Babylon Hotel is an adventure novel by Arnold Bennett, published in January 1902, about the mysterious disappearance of a German prince. American millionaire Theodore Racksole must discover the truth behind the mysterious happenings at the Grand Babylon Hotel – before it is too late.

Jules, the celebrated head waiter of the Grand Babylon, was bending formally towards the alert, middle-aged man who had just entered the smoking-room and dropped into a basket-chair in the corner by the conservatory. It was 7.45 on a particularly sultry June night, and dinner was about to be served at the Grand Babylon. Men of all sizes, ages, and nationalities, but every one alike arrayed in faultless evening dress, were dotted about the large, dim apartment. A faint odour of flowers came from the conservatory, and the tinkle of a fountain. The waiters, commanded by Jules, moved softly across the thick Oriental rugs, balancing their trays with the dexterity of jugglers, and receiving and executing orders with that air of profound importance of which only really first-class waiters have the secret. The atmosphere was an atmosphere of serenity and repose, characteristic of the Grand Babylon. It seemed impossible that anything could occur to mar the peaceful, aristocratic monotony of existence in that perfectly-managed establishment. Yet on that night was to happen the mightiest upheaval that the Grand Babylon had ever known.

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