Summary

Portrait of Barry Pain Barry Pain The Memoirs Of Constantine Dix… (1905)

I fancy that a quarter of an hour or twenty minutes must have elapsed before the detective decided that he might return and finish his coffee, and that the sound which he had heard was probably nothing more than a twig of some tree, scratched against the shutter by the wind.
After this for a while things seemed to go very slowly. The detective took his coffee in small sips at considerable intervals. When one has absolutely nothing to do, a cup of coffee is an incident. One prolongs it; it breaks the monotony.
Source: Wikisource

Portrait of Barry Pain Barry Pain The Memoirs Of Constantine Dix… (1905)

It has become necessary for me to get a man out of a room, or to hit him hard. One does it if it is necessary, but one might be spared the disgust of being congratulated. The mental qualities are higher. When my mind prevails against the mind of another, I feel some satisfaction, but I try to keep myself from that silly vanity which leads to an ambitious and fatal attempt to achieve the impossible.
Source: Wikisource

Portrait of Barry Pain Barry Pain The Memoirs Of Constantine Dix… (1905)

As my fingers touched the steel I suddenly felt it begin to move under them. I had no time to get away, nor did it seem to me that there was much necessity. I stood close under the window, pressed tight against the wall, and it was a dark night. A man might have opened the window and looked out without seeing me.
Presently a man did look out. The steel shutter moved slowly up, and the light streaming out on the grass, showed me a man's shadow. Then the window was pushed up. I could smell coffee and hear the chink of the cup. Then the man leaned out.
Source: Wikisource

Get perspective with Kwize: daily news enlightened by great literature