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Hornung, E. W. (Ernest William), 1866-1921

"A Thief in the Night: a Book of Raffles' Adventures"


I leaped to my feet, and the huge man clapped me playfully on
the shoulder.
"Sorry I've been so long, Bunny, but we should never have got away
as we were; this riding-suit makes a new man of me, on top of my
own, and here's a youth's kit that should do you down to the ground."
"So you broke into the house again?

"I was obliged to, Bunny; but I had to watch the lights out one by
one, and give them a good hour after that I went through that
dressing room at my leisure this time; the only difficulty was to
spot the son's quarters at the back of the house; but I overcame it,
as you see, in the end. I only hope they'll fit, Bunny. Give me
your patent leathers, and I'll fill them with stones and sink them
in the pond. I'm doing the same with mine. Here's a brown pair
apiece, and we mustn't let the grass grow under them if we're to
get to the station in time for the early train while the coast's
still clear."
The early train leaves the station in question at 6.20 A.M.; and
that fine spring morning there was a police officer in a peaked cap
to see it off; but he was too busy peering into the compartments
for a pair of very swell mobsmen that he took no notice of the
huge man in riding-clothes, who was obviously intoxicated, or the
more insignificant but not less horsy character who had him in
hand.


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