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THE GROVE OF DOOM
Maxwell Grant
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? CHAPTER I. THE ARRIVAL
? CHAPTER II. THE WANDERER RETURNS
? CHAPTER III. INTO THE GROVE
? CHAPTER IV. AT THE CLUBHOUSE
? CHAPTER V. THE CLUTCH OF DEATH
? CHAPTER VI. SPECTERS OF THE NIGHT
? CHAPTER VII. AT UPPER BEECHVIEW
? CHAPTER VIII. THE MIDNIGHT JOURNEY
? CHAPTER IX. CHITTENDENS MEET
? CHAPTER X. THE SEARCH BEGINS
? CHAPTER XI. IN THE GROVE
? CHAPTER XII. THROUGH THE NIGHT
? CHAPTER XIII. THE SHADOW PLANS!
? CHAPTER XIV. THE DEATH WEB
? CHAPTER XV. CHOY LOWN SPEAKS
? CHAPTER XVI. THE ATTACK
? CHAPTER XVII. BROTHER AND BROTHER
? CHAPTER XVIII. MILDRED CONFERS
? CHAPTER XIX. HARVEY SHOWS DECISION
? CHAPTER XX. TRUTH IS TOLD
? CHAPTER XXI. KOON WOON



CHAPTER I. THE ARRIVAL
LONG ISLAND SOUND lay blanketed with a dense, sullen mist. From the shore, the heavy fog
appeared as a grimy mass of solid blackness. The scene was one of swirling, impenetrable night, for not a
gleam of light disturbed that omnipresent darkness.

No eye could have discerned the spot where shore ceased and water began. The rocks beside the beach
were invisible, and so was the man who stood near them. The only token of his presence was the sound
of his slow, steady breathing, broken by the low, impatient growls that came muffled from his throat.

Beneath his feet, this man could feel the crunch of sand. Listening intently, he could catch the faint lapping
of the water as it gnawed the fringe of the sloping beach. Every noise that came from the fog-covered
reaches of the Sound caused this man to stop his slow pacing.

The faint chugging of a motorboat; the distant deep-blasted whistle of a passing steamship - these
evidences of human beings far out upon the water were not what the man awaited. He was watching
uselessly, listening vainly, hoping for a more subtle signal.

A dimly luminous circle showed upon the man's wrist. It was the dial of a watch. It registered three
o'clock. The man growled angrily. This vigil had persisted for three hours, but no result had been
obtained.