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Dartmore was still gloriously redolent of Oxford: his companions were all extracts from Christchurch; and his favourite occupations were boxing and hunting scenes at the Fives' Court nights in the Cider Cellar and mornings at Bowstreet.
I remember even the case of a duke, who bought in Piccadilly, under laughable circumstances of complex disguise, some silk handkerchiefs, falsely pretending to be foreign, and was so incensed at finding himself to have been committing no breach of law whatever, but simply to have been paying double the ordinary shop price, that he pulled up the soi-disant smuggler to Bowstreet, even at the certain price of exposure to himself.
S., the Bowstreet officer; with these men, Sir Reginald left the house, merely saying, in his usual quiet manner, that he did not know when he should return." I concealed my perturbation, and endeavoured, as far as I was able, to quiet the evident apprehensions of the servant.
He only paid five shillings in the pound." "Your case presents some peculiar features, Mr. Carter," said Rhadamanthus. "I hope I am not censorious, but well, that fine at Bowstreet?" "I was a mere boy," said I, with some warmth, "and my solicitor grossly mismanaged the case.." "Well, well!" said he soothingly. "But haven't you spent a great deal of time at Monte Carlo?"
Dartmore was still gloriously redolent of Oxford: his companions were all extracts from Christchurch; and his favourite occupations were boxing and hunting scenes at the Fives' Court nights in the Cider Cellar and mornings at Bowstreet.
But there is a modus in rebus: there are certain lines which must be drawn: and I am only half pleased for my part, when Bob Bowstreet, whose connection with letters is through Policeman X and Y, and Tom Garbage, who is an esteemed contributor to the Kennel Miscellany, propose to join fellowship as brother literary men, slap me on the back, and call me old boy, or by my Christian name.
S., the Bowstreet officer; with these men, Sir Reginald left the house, merely saying, in his usual quiet manner, that he did not know when he should return." I concealed my perturbation, and endeavoured, as far as I was able, to quiet the evident apprehensions of the servant.
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