Round the Red Lamp by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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"I was here when there was scarce light to see the path." "You are a very early riser." "On occasion, sir; on occasion!" He cocked his eye at me as if to gauge whether I were worthy of his confidence. "The fact is, sir, that my wife is coming back to me to day." I suppose that my face showed that I did not quite see the force of the explanation. My eyes, too, may have given him assurance of sympathy, for he moved quite close to me and began speaking in a low, confidential voice, as if the matter were of such weight that even the sea-gulls must be kept out of our councils. "Are you a married man, Sir?" "No, I am not." "Ah, then you cannot quite understand it. My wife and I have been married for nearly fifty years, and we have never been parted, never at all, until now." "Was it for long?" I asked. |
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