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Portrait of Arthur Conan Doyle Arthur Conan Doyle Beyond the City — Chapter 14: Eastward Ho… (1892)

Her grip was as strong as a man's, and her wrist pressed like an iron bar upon the Admiral's throat. He made a desperate effort to disengage himself, but the most that he could do was to swing her round, so as to place her between his adversary and himself. As it proved, it was the very best thing that he could have done. The rough, half-blinded and maddened by the blows which he had received, struck out with all his ungainly strength, just as his partner's head swung round in front of him.
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Portrait of Arthur Conan Doyle Arthur Conan Doyle Beyond the City — Chapter 14: Eastward Ho… (1892)

The pension is in itself no security at all, unless it were accompanied by a life assurance which would be an income in itself. It is no good whatever."
His clients' faces fell.
"But there is the second alternative. You might sell the pension right out. Speculative investors occasionally deal in such things. I have one client, a sporting man, who would be very likely to take it up if we could agree upon terms.
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Portrait of Arthur Conan Doyle Arthur Conan Doyle Beyond the City — Chapter 14: Eastward Ho… (1892)

Elberry, my client, and let you know whether he cares to touch the matter. Meanwhile you can leave your pension papers here, and I will give you a receipt for them."
"Very well. I should like the money soon."
"That is why I am retaining the papers. If I can see Mr. Elberry to-day we may let you have a cheque to-morrow. Try another pinch. No? Well, good-bye. I am very happy to have been of service." Mr. McAdam bowed them out, for he was a very busy man, and they found themselves in the street once more with lighter hearts than when they bad left it.
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