Chapters (206)
- Praise for Maplecroft
- Title page
- Copyright page
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- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- THESE ARE THE THINGS AN EARTHQUAKE BRINGS
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- A DOCTOR, A LAWYER, A MERCHANT, A CHIEF
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- Phillip Zollicoffer, Professor of Biology, Miskatonic University
- Lizzie Andrew Borden
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- BE SURE YOUR SINS WILL FIND YOU OUT
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- I CROSS THE MAGPIE, THE MAGPIE CROSSES ME
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- Nance O’Neil
- THIS KNOT I KNIT, THIS KNOT I TIE
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- AND IF YOU HAVE A HORSE WITH ONE WHITE LEG . . .
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- THE WORST IS TO BE JUDGED WITHOUT HOPE
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- Lizzie Andrew Borden
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- BUT NETTLE SHANT HAVE NOTHING
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- CUT THEM ON FRIDAY, YOU CUT THEM FOR SORROW
- Phillip Zollicoffer, Professor of Biology, Miskatonic University
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- HAPPY IS THE CORPSE THAT THE RAIN SHINES ON
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- A DWELLING PLACE OF JACKALS, THE DESOLATION FOREVER
- Lizzie Andrew Borden
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- Nance O’Neil
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- Emma L. Borden
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- Owen Seabury, M.D.
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- Lizzie Andrew Borden
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- RIGHT CHEEK, LEFT CHEEK—WHY DO YOU BURN?
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- Aaron B. Stewart, Fire Chief, Farthington, Mass.
- Emma L. Borden
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- Gerald Macintyre, Telegraph Clerk, Western Union
- Owen Seabury, M.D.
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- Physalia, Z. University I Was Not Now
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- DEPART, ALL ANIMALS WITHOUT BONES
- Emma L. Borden
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- Owen Seabury, M.D.
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- Lizzie Andrew Borden
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- Owen Seabury, M.D.
- Phillip Zollicoffer. Physalia Zollicoffris.
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- Christoff Dane, M.D., Ph.D., University of Rhode Island, Kingston
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- Emma L. Borden
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- Owen Seabury, M.D.
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- Emma L. Borden
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- FAMILY SLAIN IN MAYFIELD
- Owen Seabury, M.D.
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- Lizzie Andrew Borden
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- Emma L. Borden
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- Owen Seabury, M.D.
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- Lizzie Andrew Borden
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- Inspector Simon Wolf
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He looked at me strangely, and that was fair enough. A logical leap I’d made, but I’d made it too easily. I think we both knew it.
“That is correct, Doctor.” He was weighing something. I could almost hear the gears grinding together in his brain. But he reached his decision, and he leaned forward, setting his napkin beside his plate. “And here is the nature of that connection, which I pray you will keep in the very strictest of confidence.”
From his inside pocket, he removed an envelope; and from the envelope, he removed a sheet of paper. It was covered in handwriting, large and precise. “A copy,” he informed me, straightening it out, and likewise adjusting his glasses. “Of a letter left behind at one of the murder scenes.”
He slipped it across the table.
I removed my reading glasses from my vest pocket, applied them, and began to read, though there were places where I fumbled the words aloud, for they did not line up in my head . . . they did not make sense, they only made patterns and noise. But there was the name, right in the middle. Clear as day, and no mistaking it.
My heart climbed into my throat, and stuck there.
Physalia, Z. University I Was Not Now
MISSIVE IMPERATIVE A DATE WOULD SAY NOTHING
these are difficult times, exceptional times, changing times and I for one welcome them with open arms, but such is my way, such is the way of the ocean, the waters coming and going, moving with the moon, back and forth like the blood in our bodies and really I must thank you doctor. I must thank you and I must thank you in person, I will come to you and we will meet and you must explain to me as much as you can as much as anyone can what has become of the ocean not the ocean but that which lies in the ocean, from whence cometh the sample I have named Physalia zollicoffris I have named it after myself because it came before myself and now it is myself, we are the same now you see or you will see I will see to it I will see to you.
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I would be together with you and we will talk together, doctor E A Jackson I recall thus your packages came signed that way and I always welcomed them I especially welcomed the last one and then I heard from you no more. it is possible I know it is possible that you have become like me like I have become, not one but many. not self but legion in accordance with the Bible which is not a good book not a very good book not a book at all just a stack of paper compared to the sample Doctor jackson I need to speak with you I will
DEPART, ALL ANIMALS WITHOUT BONES
Owen Seabury, M.D.
APRIL 28, 1894