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A. Conan Doyle

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"He sprang back when he saw that I was looking at him and vanished
into the darkness."

I have said that he was a gaunt, fierce old giant, and though I am no weakling I might have been hard put to it to hold my own against him. However, after a long glare of rage he turned upon his heel and walked out of the room. For my part, I took the appointed train in the morning, with the full intention of coming straight to you and

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