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Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930

"The Valley of Fear"

But I forget
that you are yourself one of them. You vill soon be as bad as
the rest. But you vill find other lodgings, mister. I cannot
have you here. Is it not bad enough that one of these people
come courting my Ettie, and that I dare not turn him down, but
that I should have another for my boarder? Yes, indeed, you
shall not sleep here after to-night!"

McMurdo found himself under sentence of banishment both from his
comfortable quarters and from the girl whom he loved. He found
her alone in the sitting-room that same evening, and he poured
his troubles into her ear.
"Sure, your father is after giving me notice," he said. "It's
little I would care if it was just my room, but indeed, Ettie,
though it's only a week that I've known you, you are the very
breath of life to me, and I can't live without you!"
"Oh, hush, Mr. McMurdo, don't speak so!" said the girl. "I have
told you, have I not, that you are too late? There is another,
and if I have not promised to marry him at once, at least I can
promise no one else."
"Suppose I had been first, Ettie, would I have had a chance?"
The girl sank her face into her hands.


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