A Great Big Terrible Burglar.
He came home very late. His wife usually went to bed when, after dinner, he put on a tall hat and took out his light overcoat, and went out, for that always meant three o’clock in the morning. But this night the uncertain night-key had only gone three times all round the hinges of the door when it was opened. “ Thanks,” he said, as he put his key back in his watch pocket, and took off his boots before coming in. “ I’m so glad you got home,” she said. “ So am I, I can tell you,” he answered. “ Yon can’t think what a night I’ve had.” “ And I’ll bet you twenty shillings yon cau’t think what a night I’ve had.” “ I’ve been frightened out of my wits.” » “ What have you done with them ?” “ Do you know, William, do you know, there’s been a burglar here.”
“ A what?” “A burglar. A great big terrible burg-
lar.” “ You don’t say. What did he want ?” And she called him a cruel brute, and lay awake all night till he should get sober enough to understand the harassing story.
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Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 281, 3 September 1886, Page 2 (Supplement)
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190A Great Big Terrible Burglar. Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 281, 3 September 1886, Page 2 (Supplement)
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