Review of “The Man Who Knew Too Much” by G. K. Chesterton

I am the man who knows too much to know anything, or, at any rate, to do anything.Other than its title, this book bears no resemblance to the Hitchcock films of the same name. This is a collection of eight mystery/detective short stories that feature well-connected Horne Fisher. His friend, journalist Harold March, serves asContinue reading “Review of “The Man Who Knew Too Much” by G. K. Chesterton”