Arthur Conan Doyle,
The Stark Munro Letters — CADOGAN TERRACE, BIRCHESPOOL, i 21st May…
(1895)
“ So there, my dear Bertie, was I, within a few hours of my entrance into this town, with my top- hat down to my ears, my highly professional frock-coat, and my kid gloves, fighting some low bruiser on a pedestal in one of the most public places, in the heart of a yelling and hostile mob! I ask you whether that was cruel luck or not?Cullingworth told me before I started that Birchespool was a lively place. For the next few minutes it struck me as the liveliest I had ever seen. The fellow was a round hand hitter, but so strong that he needed watching. ”
