I just read it, and, while I enjoyed it, I was left confused by the ending.
Anybody else know this book?
It’s said to be Lovecraftian, which I think is a stretch: more Stevensonian or even Conan Doylesque. (Ick. No more adjectives.) There’s eerie stuff, but nothing on Lovecraft’s scale. Little sprites and feys, but no great eldritch gods from beyond space.
The novel (?) is segmented, a series of accounts, often devolving into the third or even fourth person. The accounts are – apparently – all fraudulent, as the three impostors of the title tell whopping big lies to the two protagonists. The whole book seems to be a conspiracy to feed these two suckers the biggest possible “fish stories.”
Right up till the very end… Where somebody turns up dead. Okay, huh? Where did that come from? Why? I can see the joy in hoaxing somebody, to see how much they’ll swallow. But the death at the end? How does that fit in?
And why? If they wanted to kill the guy, then just kill him. What’s the purpose of all the role-playing?
First Chesterton (The Napoleon of Notting Hill) and now this: am I just not cut out for early 20th century stylistic fiction?