By this time a shrews bloke like this Stoker wa sbound to have guessed that his were the brains behind my escape, and it seemed not unlikely that he would make some tenative move towards scattering these brains on the hearthrug. His voice, when he spoke, undoubtedly indicated that some such idea was floating in his mind. It was harsh and roopy, and though all that he actually said by way of a start was "Ah!" a determined man can get a lot of meaning into an "Ah!"
(from Thank You, Jeeves, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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