He burst into one of his rare fits of laughter as he turned away from the picture. I have not heard him laugh often, and it has always boded ill to somebody.
The Works of A. Conan Doyle: The hound of the Baskervilles (ed. 1902)
He burst into one of his rare fits of laughter as he turned away from the picture. I have not heard him laugh often, and it has always boded ill to somebody.
The Works of A. Conan Doyle: The hound of the Baskervilles (ed. 1902)