Extollager
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Houghton's I Am Jonathan Scrivener is off to a good start. A nondescript clerk in a law office (who is the narrator) applies for a job cataloguing a library and serving as private secretary to Scrivener, whom he has, so far, never met. He is to live in Scrivener's Pall mall apartment, which has some locked rooms. On different occasions, two beautiful women show up, who have latch keys but were not having affairs with Scrivener, and a third person shows up unexpectedly at the door, a man this time. They are all intrigued by Scrivener and don't seem to know a lot about him. The risk for Houghton is that the book may have a big moment(s) that won't justify the building mystery. We'll see. Also reading Streeter's nonfiction The Sadhu from archive.org, about a man of Sikh background who, it seems, was quite famous around 90 years ago, living like a wandering Hindu sannyasin, but with Christian beliefs.