The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu

"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 " It was Nayland Smith-whom I had thought to be in Burma "Smith," I said, and gripped his hands hard, "this is a delightful surprise Whatever-however-" "Excuse me, Petrie " he broke in. "Don't put it down to the sun " And he put out the lamp, plunging the room into darkness. I was too surprised to speak. "No doubt you will think me mad," he continued, and, dimly, I could see him at the window, peering out into the road, "but before you are many hours older you will know that I have good reason to be cautious.