sonally. A month ago, you know, he even took to returning the more personal and intimate things he took in his hauls."
"Yes; I know," the American nodded. "He began by returning some things to the Varrises."
The Briton looked up quickly.
"I saw it in the papers, of course," Preston explained.
"Ah! Quite so! So of course you know the rest, but still let me say how I admire his audacity in sometimes even enclosing his apologies whenever he considered he had made an unfortunate haul. But these have been few. For as he has never disturbed any one who would not give him a good haul, I must say he seems never to have robbed any one whom his visit might even embarrass—more than temporarily. And always, Mr. Preston, with what advanced audacity! Really, I can scarcely tell you how I appreciated the way he went into the snorer at Stratford-on-Avon two days after the haul at Warwick. Fancy the fellow
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