garraweg's

Updated: February 22, 2026

By half-past nine the crowd had already begun to collect around Garraweg's, when a stranger, pale and thin, with a bloated carpet-bag, was shown at his own very pressing request into the bank parlour. "It is no use, sir," said the elder brother humbly, as they stood together encouraging each other to turn a brave face to misfortune, "we can do no more.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - The Doings of Raffles Haw