A Thief in the Night: Further adventures of A. J. Raffles, Cricketer and Cracksman. E. W. Hornung

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gayety, his humor, his dazzling audacity, his incomparable courage and resource. And a very horror of turning to him again in mere need of greed set the seal on my first angry resolution. But the anger was soon gone out of me, and when at length Raffles bridged the gap by coming to me, I rose to greet him almost with a shout.

      He came as though nothing had happened; and, indeed, not very many days had passed, though they might have been months to me. Yet I fancied the gaze that watched me through our smoke a trifle less sunny than it had been before. And it was a relief to me when he came with few preliminaries to the inevitable point.

      "Did you ever hear from her, Bunny?" he asked.

      "In a way," I answered. "We won't talk about it, if you don't mind, Raffles."

      "That sort of way!" he exclaimed. He seemed both surprised and disappointed.

      "Yes," I said, "that sort of way. It's finished. What did you expect?"

      "I don't know," said Raffles. "I only thought that the girl who went so far to get a fellow out of a tight place might go a little farther to keep him from getting into another."

      "I don't see why she should," said I, honestly enough, yet with the irritation of a less just feeling deep down in my inmost consciousness.

      "Yet you did hear from her?" he persisted.

      "She sent me back my poor presents, without a word," I said, "if you call that hearing."

      I could not bring myself to own to Raffles that I had given her only books. He asked if I was sure that she had sent them back herself; and that was his last question. My answer was enough for him. And to this day I cannot say whether it was more in relief than in regret that he laid a hand upon my shoulder.

      "So you are out of Paradise after all!" said Raffles. "I was not sure, or I should have come round before. Well, Bunny, if they don't want you there, there's a little Inferno in the Albany where you will be as welcome as ever!"

      And still, with all the magic mischief of his smile, there was that touch of sadness which I was yet to read aright.

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