When I had bought the book, the queerness of the title attracted me though the strangeness vanished very quickly going thru the first few chapters but when I again read through this time, it seemed to appeal in a rather different way. The central plot revolves round the twenty paintings of a late artist whcih suddenly seems to become valuable after he had passed away. As his final possessions change hands, Uncle Titus playing a major role in that, the three investigators are called to trace the same by a distant relative of the artist. Though most of them are traced but the painting seemed elusive. It seemed to catch hold of the attention of several queer persons, one of them possessing a live leopard too, the second appeal to me from its title page. Infact several twists in the final pages also takes the breath away which though becomes a bit repeated but is still exciting. But not only for the story but for its old world charm that it seemed to attract me once more. That nostalgic feeling of the young, when the mind seeks adventure, this again brought back the fun memories of childhood.
