East-End London, 1858.
In London's twisting streets, it's hard to tell friend from foe. & for Katherine Martin,
' Excuse me, sir, but may I be of assistance? Ah, I see I have alarmed you. Do not be frightened by my beard. I am a lover of America...' So speaks the mysterious stranger at a Lahore cafe. In this title, this speaker of immaculate English tells you his story, of how he embraced the Western dream
- & a Western woman
- & how both betrayed him.