The Stretton Street Affair

Book Excerpt: With that intent I took a motor 'bus from Hammersmith Broadway as far as Hyde Park Corner.As I stepped off the 'bus rain began to fall, so turning up the collar of my coat I hurried up Park Lane, at that hour half deserted.When half-way up to Oxford Street I turned into one of the small, highly aristocratic streets leading into Park Street as a short cut to Orchard Street. The houses were all of them fine town mansions of the aristocracy, most of them with deep porticos and deeper areas.Stretton Street was essentially one inhabited by the highest in London society. I had passed through it many times--as a Londoner does in making short cuts--without even noticing the name. The Londoner's geography is usually only by the landmarks of street corners and "tube" stations.As I hurried along through the rain, I suddenly heard a man's voice behind me say: "Excuse me, sir! But may I speak to you for just one second?"I turned, and as I halted, a bare-headed young man-servaRead Mor