Off the main stream of things, in the little alleys that lead off side streets where the current of human existence makes slow eddies and whirlpools, often living in obscurity and mystery, human flotsam and jetsam, strange fey folk, may congregate. Their existence may be mysterious, queer, or macabre. At the very periphery of such unfrequented and haunted byways, we hear of people whose life history contains things so strange that we never know when to believe what we hear about them.
Dr. Dingwall has a very old and very rare profession. He is a full time psychical researcher. His field of specialty, though fascinating, is not one in which there is a great horde making a clamor to be the department head in important academic shrines. There is always a strong suspicion that those who specialize in such terra incognita must themselves have curious quirks and crochets which set