Arthur Conan Doyle,
The Great Shadow — Chapter 7
(1892)
“ A gentleman has the freedom to act as he choose without your being the spy upon him. If we are to be friends, you must not interfere in my affairs." "I don't like these secret doings," said I, "and my father would not like them either." "Your father can speak for himself, and there is no secret," said he, curtly. "It is you with your imaginings that make a secret. Ta, ta, ta! I have no patience with such foolishness." And without as much as a nod, he turned his back upon me, and started walking swiftly to West Inch. ”
