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The Final Count

H. C. McNeile

  • Adventure
  • Book language: English
  • 197 pages

The Final Count is an adventure novel by H. C. McNeile, part of the Bulldog Drummond series. It is narrated as a first-hand account of strange events in the summer of 1927, as Hugh Drummond and his friends face a dangerous criminal plot. It offers brisk, old-fashioned suspense and heroism.

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Introduction

In endeavouring to put before the public for the first time the truth concerning the amazing happenings of the summer of 1927, I feel myself to be at a disadvantage. In the first place I am no storyteller: so maybe my presentation of the facts will fail to carry conviction.

Nay, further: it is more than likely that what I am about to write down will be regarded as a tissue of preposterous lies. And yet to those who condemn me offhand I would say one thing. Take the facts as you know them, and as they appeared in the newspapers, and try to account for them in any other way. You may say that in order to write a book —gain, perhaps, a little cheap notoriety —I have taken the ravings of a madman around which to build a fantastic and ridiculous story. You are welcome to your opinion. I can do no more than tell you what I know: I cannot make you believe me.

In one respect, however, I feel that I am in a strong position: my own part was a comparatively small one. And it is therefore from no reason of self-aggrandisement that I write. To one man, and one man only, is praise and honour due, and that is the man who led us —Hugh Drummond. But if unbelievers should go to him for confirmation, it is more than probable they will be disappointed. He will burble at them genially, knock them senseless with a blow of greeting on the back, and then resuscitate them with a large tankard of ale. And the doubter may well be pardoned for continuing to doubt:

I, myself, when I first met Drummond was frankly incredulous as to his capabilities of being anything but a vast and good-natured fool.

I disbelieved, politely, the stories his friends told me about him: to be candid, his friends were of very much the same type as himself.

There were four of them whom I got to know intimately: Algy Longworth, a tall young man with a slight drawl and an eyeglass; Peter

Darrell, who usually came home with the milk each morning, but often turned out to play cricket for Middlesex; Ted Jerningham, who fell in love with a different girl daily; and finally Toby Sinclair, who

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