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Published 2014 by Pyr®, an imprint of Prometheus Books
The Return of the Discontinued Man
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Hodder, Mark, 1962–
[Strage affair of Spring Heeled Jack]
The return of the discontinued man : a Burton & Swinburne adventure / by Mark Hodder.
pages cm — (A burton & swinburne adventure)
ISBN 978-1-61614-905-5 (paperback) — ISBN 978-1-61614-906-2 (ebook)
1. Burton, Richard Francis, Sir, 1821–1890—Fiction. 2. Swinburne, Algernon Charles, 1837–1909—Fiction. 3. Spring-heeled Jack (Legendary character)—Fiction. 4. Victoria, Queen of Great Britain, 1819–1901—Assassination attempts—Fiction. 5. Criminal investigation—England—London—Fiction. I. Title.
PR6108.O28S77 2014
823’.92—dc23
2014003743
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The Strange Affair of Spring Heeled Jack
The Curious Case of the Clockwork Man
Expedition to the Mountains of the Moon
The Secret of Abdu El Yezdi
A Red Sun Also Rises
THE FIRST PART: THE VISIONS
CHAPTER 1 AN APPARITION IN LEICESTER SQUARE
CHAPTER 2 AN EXPERIMENT GONE AWRY
CHAPTER 3 AN EVENING WITH ORPHEUS
CHAPTER 4 RECURRENCES
CHAPTER 5 THE JUNGLE
CHAPTER 6 THE SECOND EXPERIMENT
CHAPTER 7 ECHOES OF OXFORD
CHAPTER 8 THE DREAMING ROSE
CHAPTER 9 AN UNLIKELY EXPEDITION
THE SECOND PART: THE VOYAGE
CHAPTER 10 THE APATHY OF 1914
CHAPTER 11 THE SQUARES, CATS AND DEVIANTS OF 1968
CHAPTER 12 THE GROSVENOR SQUARE RIOT OF 1968
CHAPTER 13 AN OLD FRIEND IN 2022
CHAPTER 14 THE ILLUSORY WORLD OF 2130
CHAPTER 15 THE TRUTH OF 2130 REVEALED
THE THIRD PART: THE FUTURE
CHAPTER 16 ARRIVAL 2202
CHAPTER 17 THE UPPERS AND THE LOWLIES
CHAPTER 18 HER MAJESTY QUEEN VICTORIA
CHAPTER 19 A PLEA TO PARLIAMENT
CHAPTER 20 SEVEN BIRTHS AND A DEATH
CHAPTER 21 BODIES
APPENDIX: MEANWHILE, IN THE VICTORIAN AGE AND BEYOND . . .
AFTERWORD
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
“You’re a drooling, bulge-eyed drug addict!”
The accusation, which Algernon Charles Swinburne screeched in his characteristically high-pitched and excitable tones, caused the entire saloon bar to fall momentarily silent.
Sir Richard Francis Burton glowered at his diminutive friend. “A little less volume, if you please.”
“You’re hooked! An addle head! What next for you, hey? The gutters, perhaps? Bedlam lunatic asylum? A Limehouse opium den?”
“Limehouse doesn’t exist. It burned to the ground last year, as you well know.”
“Pah! And I’ll say it again! Pah! In fact, once more for good measure! Pah to you, sir!”
Burton sighed, raised his glass, and took a gulp of ale.
Around them, the Black Toad’s other customers—a slovenly crowd of thieves, dollymops, and chancers—returned their attention to their beers, gins, whiskies, and absinthes.
Burton and Swinburne had occupied a table in a dark corner of the disreputable drinking den, there to wet their whistles for a couple of hours prior to a gathering of the Ca
Of these Ca
Swinburne was an eccentric, a drunkard, and an absolute genius.
He was also, at this particular moment, thoroughly peeved.
He slapped a hand down onto the table and squealed, “Three months! For three whole months you’ve been off with the fairies. Have you achieved anything in that time? No! Have you worked on your books? No! Have you pla
Burton drew his lips back tightly over his teeth, a snarling expression that exposed his long canines and made him appear so barbaric that most men would have fled from him at once. Not so Swinburne, who was by now accustomed to the famous explorer’s savage countenance and fully cognisant that Burton often took advantage of it to intimidate when challenged.
“It’s not the bloody Saltzma
“Sadhvi Raghavendra doesn’t share your opinion. She says it contains cocaine.”
“She theorises that it does. She doesn’t know it. I think otherwise.”
“Based on what?”
“Based on the fact that I’m thoroughly familiar with the effects of cocaine and Saltzma
“That doesn’t mean it’s not addictive.”
“I repeat: it’s not the Saltzma
Swinburne curled the fingers of his right hand into a fist and considered it, as if deciding whether to swing it into his friend’s nose. He clicked his tongue, picked up his glass, and swallowed the contents in a single gulp. “Then explain your bedraggled mien.”
Burton looked down at the stained tabletop. His mouth moved, trying to frame words that wouldn’t come. His eyes flicked evasively from side to side.
Swinburne watched him. Softly, he said, “Isabel?”
Dumbly, Burton nodded. He rubbed a hand across his forehead, wiping away perspiration that wasn’t there. “I can’t eat, Algy. I can’t sleep. I feel like one of Babbage’s clockwork men, going through the motions, hardly alive. I was never meant to exist without her.”