Here's An Extraordinary Novel Filled with
Quick Action of An Unusual Sort
The Amazing Adventure
of Joe Scranton
TOD STORRS introduced me to Hicks Carew. I wonder if everyone who has met that man remembers the introduction as one of the calamities of his career. For my part, I never think of the name, Hicks Carew, without putting damn before it. Damn Hicks Carew! Believe me, that petition comes from the heart.
"Why, Hicks Carew!" exclaimed my friend; "this is a surprise. I heard youwere in India."
"Lately returned," replied Hicks Carew briefly.
One of the peculiarities about the man was, and is, that he is usually called his whole name—Hicks Carew—just like that. I had heard a great deal about him, but this was the first time I had seen him.
"I want you to meet my friend, Joe Scranton," sad Tod, pulling me forward. "Joe," he continued, "you've heard of Hicks Carew, the greatest psychic scientist living."
"Yes—Oh, yes!" I exclaimed, simulating reverential joy, and wishing I
