The Clue of the Twisted Candles
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"You must remember I am a Greek, and the modern Greek is no philosopher. You must remember, too, that I am a petted child of fortune, and have had everything I wanted since I was a baby."
"You are a fortunate devil," said the other, turning back to his desk, and taking up his pen.
For a moment Kara did not speak, then he made as though he would say something, checked himself, and laughed.
"I wonder if I am," he said.
And now he spoke with a sudden energy.
"What is this trouble you are having with Vassalaro?"
John rose from his chair and walked over to the fire, stood gazing down into its depths, his legs wide apart, his hands clasped behind him, and Kara took his attitude to supply an answer to the question.
"I warned you against Vassalaro," he said, stooping by the other's side to light his cigar with a spill of paper. "My dear Lexman, my fellow countrymen are unpleasant people to deal with in certain moods."
"He was so obliging at first," said Lexma
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Loved the dialogue. Reminded me of the kind of snappy repartee you get in 1930s/1940s films. That said, this was a very modern book and could with only slight alterations have been set at any time in the last century -- even in this one. The ending was unlikely but satisfying given everything else that had happened.
This is the first book I have read by Edgar Wallace, and I was a little taken aback by the viciousness of his villain--definitely painted with a black brush, no shades of grey--which gave him a one-dimensional, subhuman quality. Are all of Wallace's evildoers painted completely black? I will have to try another one of his books to find out. Enjoy.