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The Tragedy at Brookbend Cottage

By Bramah, Ernest

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Title: The Tragedy at Brookbend Cottage  
Author: Bramah, Ernest
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Language: English
Subject: Literature, Literature & thought, Writing.
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Max, said Mr. Carlyle, when Parkinson had closed the door behind him, this is Lieutenant Hollyer, whom you consented to see. To hear, corrected Carrados, smiling straight into the healthy and rather embarrassed face of the stranger before him. Mr. Hollyer knows of my disability? Mr. Carlyle told me, said the young man, but, as a matter of fact, I had heard of you before, Mr. Carrados, from one of our men. It was in connection with the foundering of the Ivan Saratoy. Carrados wagged his head in good-humoured resignation. And the owners were sworn to inviolable secrecy! he exclaimed. Well, it is inevitable, I suppose. Not another scuttling case, Mr. Hollyer ? No, mine is quite a private matter, replied the lieutenant. My sister, Mrs. Creake—but Mr. Carlyle would tell you better than I can. He knows all about it. No, no; Carlyle is a professional. Let me have it in the rough, Mr. Hollyer. My ears are my eyes, you know. Very well, sir. I can tell you what there is to tell, right enough, but I feel that when all's said and done it must sound very little to another, although it seems important to me. We have occasionally found trifles of significance ourselves, said Carrados encouragingly. Don't let that deter you. This was the essence of Lieutenant Hollyer's narrative: I have a sister, Millicent, who is married to a man called Creake. She is about twenty-eight now and he is at least fifteen years older. Neither my mother (who has since died) nor I cared very much about Creake. We had nothing particular against him, except, perhaps, the moderate disparity of age, but none of us appeared to have anything in common. He was a dark, taciturn man, and his moody silence froze up conversation. As a result, of course, we didn't see much of each other....

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