I won't spoil the story by revealing any of the plot, but this engaging comic Gothic novel set in London and Wales is one of the finest satirical novels I have read in a very long time. You'd never guess it was written in 1934 in Hungarian and translated into English by a Zimbabwean-born English teacher who lived and worked at Manchester Grammar School. The story begins in the Reading Room of the British Museum, where the narrator, Janos Batky is researching Rosicrucianism and the occult. The author, although Hungarian was a complete Anglophile, who knew his Milton and Shakespeare, as well as John Buchan and Edgar Wallace. There are traces of all four in The Pendragon Legend, plus lashings of PG Wodehouse-worthy wit.
When he arrives at Pendragon Castle in Wales, Janos is embroiled in intrigue and Gothic horror, including a mysterious horseman that disturbs his sleep as much as the things that go bump in the night. That's as far as I'll go with the story: let it surprise you for maximum effect. There are some fantastic characters and situations to be found in this epic tale and I heartily recommend it to anyone interested in life, laughter and/ or horror. The genuine tragedy is that the author died in a Nazi death camp.