"I found his head in the middle of the Boston Pike atop a stake just as I found all the others, including Colonel York. For that reason and others, I call them grisly and foul, milord. That mad man still roams New England, and I shan't rest until I bring the swine to justice. I have explained myself, Lord Powell. Now tell me plainly why I am here. Surely not to hunter play and rid the world of one old wolf? Come, Lord Powell, and be open with me."
"Yes, Sir James, there is much you do not know nor would understand if told. I hardly understand myself, although I've been in deep thought about it, low these many years. I fear, my young Lord, that you are right. I fear there is a brain fever running rampant over New England. I fear I have it too. For I can hear and sometimes see things that n
