23/34 'You're looking for adventure,' I cried; 'well, you've found it here. The devils are after me, and the police are after them. It's a race that I mean to win.' 'By God!' he whispered, drawing his breath in sharply, 'it is all pure Rider Haggard and Conan Doyle.' 'You believe me,' I said gratefully. 'I believe everything out of the common. The only thing to distrust is the normal.' He was very young, but he was the man for my money. |