Forgotten Egyptian mysteries mingling with the life of modern London make a story only a shade less fantastic than usual.
d had selected a rifle which had proved serviceable in India ere I had taken one step towards the door.
Before that step could be taken the light of the moon again flooded the garden; and although there was no opening in the hedge by which even a small animal could have retired, no living thing was in sight! But, near and remote, dogs were howling mournfully.
THE SIGN OF THE CAT
When Coates brought in my tea, newspapers and letters in the morning, I awakened with a start, and:
"Has there been any rain during the night, Coates?" I asked.
Coates, whose unruffled calm at all times provided an excellent sedative, replied:
"Not since a little before midnight, sir."
"Ah!" said I, "and have you been in the garden this morning, Coates?"
"Yes, sir," he replied, "for raspberries for breakfast, sir."
"But not on this side of the cottage?"
"Not on this side."
"Then will you step out, Coates, keeping carefully to the paths, and proceed a
Sax Rohmer, better known as the author of the infamous Fu Manchu stories, wrote a number of paranormal mysteries, The Green Eyes of Bast being one written in 1920.
This is not one of Rohmer's best. Though I accept the 1920's insistence that all violence take place off-screen, the investment the reader puts in the story at least demands a little bit of a closer look at the antagonist at the end.
The result is a rather interesting tale, but with a very unsatisfying ending as the solution to the mystery is put into the protagonists' hands without much deducation on their part. Then the ending builds up into an ending that could have had the reader gasping, but ends with a "That's all?"
If you're a fan of Rohmer or a fan of 1920's mysteries, enjoy, but the Fu Manchu series is probably a better investment of your time.