The Man Who Knew Too Much by G. K. Chesterton, Fiction, Mystery & DetectiveThe Man Who Knew Too Much: From behind the overhanging rock came a noise and rush like that of a railway train; and a great motorcar appeared. For the fraction of a flash it seemed to leave the ledge of rock like a flying ship; then the very sky seemed to turn over like a wheel, and it lay a ruin amid the tall grasses below. A little lower the figure of a man with gray hair lay tumbled down the steep green slope, his limbs lying all at random, and his