Publisher's Synopsis
"A GENTLEMAN to see you, Doctor."From across the common a clock sounded the half-hour."Ten-thirty!" I said. "A late visitor. Show him up, if you please."I pushed my writing aside and tilted the lamp-shade, as footsteps sounded on the landing. The next moment I had jumped to my feet, for a tall, lean man, with his square-cut, clean-shaven face sun-baked to the hue of coffee, entered and extended both hands, with a cry: "Good old Petrie! Didn't expect me, I'll swear!
