Israel Zangwill,
The Big Bow Mystery — CHAPTER XII
(1895)
“ And what should you think was the condition of Arthur Constant when the door yielded to my violent exertions and flew open?""Why, was he not dead?" gasped the Home Secretary, his heart fluttering violently."Dead? A young, healthy fellow like that! When the door flew open Arthur Constant was sleeping the sleep of the just. It was a deep, a very deep sleep, of course, else the blows at his door would long since have awakened him. But all the while Mrs. Drabdump's fancy was picturing her lodger cold and stark the poor young fellow was lying in bed in a nice warm sleep." ”
