An ugly knife lay buried in the heart of Mad Carew,'Twas the 'Vengeance of the Little Yellow God'..

It is no use describing a house; the reader will fix the scene in some spot he knows himself..

There's a one-eyed yellow idol to the north of Khatmandu, There's a little marble cross below the town, There's a broken-hearted woman tends the grav….

Then India, everyone has his own idea of India..

I wrote The Green Eye of the Little Yellow God in five hours, but I had it all planned out. It isn't poetry and it does not pretend to be, but it doe….