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mdp.39015079181403	Doyle Arthur Conan	The mystery of Cloomber A. Conan Doyle	1899		.txt	text/plain	40668	2704	86	Branksome might have appeared a poor dwelling-place when compared to the house of an English squire; but to us, after our long residence in "Why, in the Wigtown County Lunatic Asylum," cried the little man, with a bubble of laughter, in the midst of which I rode on my way, leaving him still chuckling over his own facetiousness. hawthorn tree outside the gap, and we stood handin-hand looking down at the long sweep of moorland, and at the broad blue channel which encircled it with its fringe of foam. matters, West," the general said, looking round "I must thank you, Mr. West," he said, "for having shown this man my door. and sic' like things that were piled away in a corner, no vera frae the door o' the general's room. saying the word, it should come frae the general "Good-by, West," said the general.	./cache/mdp.39015079181403.pdf	./txt/mdp.39015079181403.txt