Story Of Mr. Harraby

Mr. Harraby, who had already prepared an excellent excuse, was confused by the eccentric reaction of his companion and the weird quietness in the carriage until Mr. Crowther raised his eyes from the book again and asked in an ironic voice, “You are quite familiar with Alice Smith, the woman teacher in the Oak Street Primary School, right?” “Of course! She’s my wife. I’m surprised that you know her since I think I’ve never seen you before.” Mr. Harraby answered, looking the slim man up and down curiously. Mr. Crowther nodded and smiled subtly, “Yeah, I know her. And I know something more… I know that you have already suspected her of having a secret lover. And more importantly, I saw that she got on the train along with you.” Mr. Harraby was
Harraby tried to keep calm, he found himself trembling unconsciously and his face turned as pale as a piece of paper. While I even have no idea about his identity, he has known clearly what is in my suitcase! And why will he keep the secret for me? With these ideas flooding into his mind, he felt the cold sweat in his fists, knowing that his nails had dug into his palms. He struggled to look straight into his companion’s eyes, pretending to be calm and asked, “Then what’s the reason?”“Well, let me tell you a heartbreaking story.”The small man leaned back to his seat and began his story, with a smile whose meaning was rather ambiguous on his
Harraby. “What’s wrong with you? Shouldn’t you be grateful to me for protecting you from being put into the jail?” He yelled wildly. Mr. Harraby, whose eyes suddenly turned bloody, grabbed him by the collar and said coldly,“I appreciate your moving story very much but I’d like to tell you that I was not sure whether my wife did have a secret lover before you told me the truth. And unfortunately, I believe that my wife is now seated in her seat in another carriage just because we failed to get tickets for two seats in the same carriage, instead of turning cold in the suitcase!”Poor Mr. Crowther was too astonished to move but he made every effort to ask one more question,“Then… then what on the earth is in the damn suitcase?”“It’s…”Mr. Harraby was extremely pleased that he stopped himself on time. Because what in the suitcase was actually all the evidence to prove that he was involved in a commercial crime and he was not sure if Mr. Crowther was willing to keep this secret for