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Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930

"The Doings of Raffles Haw"

The time
passed so quickly that I forgot all about the snow until he drew my
attention to its having stopped for the moment. Then, just as I
was turning to go, what in the world do you suppose that he did?
He took a step towards me, looked in a sad pensive way into my face, and
said: `I wonder whether you could care for me if I were without a
penny.' Wasn't it strange? I was so frightened that I whisked out of
the shed, and was off down the road before he could add another word.
But really, Hector, you need not look so black, for when I look back at
it I can quite see from his tone and manner that he meant no harm. He
was thinking aloud, without the least intention of being offensive.
I am convinced that the poor fellow was mad."
"Hum! There was some method in his madness, it seems to me," remarked
her brother.
"There would have been some method in my kicking," said the lieutenant
savagely. "I never heard of a more outrageous thing in my life."
"Now, I said that you would be wild!" She laid her white hand upon the
sleeve of his rough frieze jacket. "It was nothing. I shall never see
the poor fellow again. He was evidently a stranger to this part of the
country. But that was my little adventure. Now let us have yours.


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