SHYNESS


The late "lan Maclaren" (Dr. John Watson) once told this story on

himself to some friends:



"I was coming over on the steamer to America, when one day I went into

the library to do some literary work. I was very busy and looked so, I

suppose. I had no sooner started to write than a diffident-looking young

man plumped into the chair opposite me, began twirling his cap and

stared at me. I let him sit there.
n hour or more passed, and he was

still there, returning my occasional and discouraging glances at him

with a foolish, ingratiating smile. I was inclined to be annoyed. I had

a suspicion that he was a reader of my books, perhaps an admirer--or an

autograph-hunter. He could wait. But at last he rose, and still twirling

his cap, he spoke:



"'Excuse me, Doctor Watson; I'm getting deathly sick in here and I'm

real sorry to disturb you, but I thought you'd like to know that just as

soon as you left her Mrs. Watson fell down the companionway stairs, and

I guess she hurt herself pretty badly.'"



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