Non fiction narrative
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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He flicked the horse with his whip, and we dashed away through the endless succession of somber and deserted streets, which widened gradually until we were flying across a broad, bullets treated bridge, with the murky river flowing sluggishly beneath us. Beyond lay another dull wilderness of bricks and mortar. It's silence, broken only by the heavy regular footfall of the policeman or the songs and shouts of some belated party of revelers. A dull rack was drifting slowly across the sky, and a star to twinkled dimly here and there through the riffs of the clouds. Holmes drove in silence, and his head sunk upon his breast in the air of a man who has lost and thought, while I sat beside him, curious to learn what his new quest might be, which seemed to tax his power so sorely and yet afraid to break in upon the current of his thoughts. We had driven several miles and we're beginning to get the fringe of the belt of the suburban villas. When he shook himself, shrugged his shoulders and lit up his pipe with the air of a man who has satisfied himself that he is acting for the best.