Arthur Conan Doyle

Arthur Conan Doyle

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Portrait of Arthur Conan Doyle Arthur Conan Doyle,  The Great Shadow — Chapter 1 (1892)

“ I was shy and backward by nature, and slow at making a friend either among masters or boys. It was nine miles as the crow flies, and eleven and a half by road, from Berwick to West Inch, and my heart grew heavy at the weary distance that separated me from my mother; for, mark you, a lad of that age pretends that he has no need of his mother's caresses, but ah, how sad he is when he is taken at his word! ”
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Portrait of Arthur Conan Doyle Arthur Conan Doyle,  The Great Shadow — Chapter 1 (1892)

“ It has a brave sound, West Inch, but it is not a fine estate with a braw house upon it, but only a great hard-bitten, wind-swept sheep run, fringing off into links along the sea-shore, where a frugal man might with hard work just pay his rent and have butter instead of treacle on Sundays. In the centre there is a grey-stoned slate-roofed house with a byre behind it, and "1703" scrawled in stonework over the lintel of the door. There for more than a hundred years our folk have lived, until, for all their poverty, they came to take a good place among the people ”
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Portrait of Arthur Conan Doyle Arthur Conan Doyle,  The Great Shadow — Chapter 1 (1892)

“ For when a man has only his own little private tale to tell, it often takes him all his time but when he gets mixed up in such great matters as I shall have to speak about, then it is hard on him, if he has not been brought up to it, to get it all set down to his liking. But my memory is as good as ever, thank God, and I shall try to get it all straight before I finish.
It was this business of the burglar that first made a friendship between Jim Horscroft, the doctor's son, and me.
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