Sax Rohmer

Sax Rohmer

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Portrait of Sax Rohmer Sax Rohmer Lure of Souls (1918)

I personally superintended the departure of the ship, and believed that every deck hand took me for a hardened globe-trotter. When, at last, I sought my cozy cabin, all spotlessly white, with my trunk tucked under the bunk, and, drawing the little red curtain, I sat down to sum up the sensations of the day, I was thoroughly satisfied with it all.
Gad, novelty is the keynote of life! Don’t you think so? When one is young, one envies older and more experienced men, but what has the world left of novelty to offer them?
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Portrait of Sax Rohmer Sax Rohmer Lure of Souls (1918)

Near or far, the East has a call which, once heard, can never be forgotten, and never unheeded. But the call it makes to those who have never been there is out of tune, I have learned, or rather it is not in the right key.
Well, I had a most glorious bath—I am sybarite enough to love the luxuriance of your modern liner—got into blue serge, and felt no end of an adventurer. There was a notice on the gangway that the steamer would not leave Marseilles until ten o’clock at night; but I was far too young a traveler to risk missing the boat by going ashore again. You know the feeling?
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Portrait of Sax Rohmer Sax Rohmer Lure of Souls (1918)

But when you ask me for a true story of Egyptian life, I find myself floored at once. We all come out with the idea of the mystic East strong upon us, but it is an idea that rarely survives one summer in Cairo. Personally, I made a more promising start than the average. An adventure came my way on the very day I landed in Port Said; in fact, it began on the way out. On my first trip out, then, I went aboard at Marseilles, and saw my cabin trunk placed in a nice deck berth, with the liveliest satisfaction.
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