London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.

Skill is fine, and genius is splendid, but the right contacts are more valuable than either.

Keep your revolver near you night and day, and never relax your precautions.

London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.

Perhaps, when a man has special knowledge and special powers like my own, it rather encourages him to seek a complex explanation when a simpler one is at hand.

The ways of fate are indeed hard to understand. If there is not some compensation hereafter, then the world is a cruel jest.

You never tire of the moor. You cannot think the wonderful secrets which it contains. It is so vast, and so barren, and so mysterious.