Chapter 43

Certainly it was a queer situation for him—for all of us. Dr. Fu Manchu, most formidable of all those greater criminals who from time to time disturb the world, was alive . . . and his daughter, no poor second to this stupendous genius, had already proved that she was competent to form the subject of debate in the counsels of the highest. Weymouth’s expression struck me as ominous; and: “The death is likely to be that of Nayland Smith,” I said, “judging from our experience at Abbots Hold.” Weymouth nodded. “He stan…