More pennydreadful, poundfoolishness entailing Otley in 'ot pursuit--he's that antique-dealer-M.2 operative, a wildly energetic and impervious conception. In this the third installment he's up against an organization called Eternity, in Dublin, and there are missing persons, dead and (?) alive bodies, wild alarums and excursions. Otley Forever? perish the thought.