This is a reproduction of a book published before 1923. This book may have occasional imperfections such as missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. that were either part of the original artifact, or were introduced by the scanning process. We believe this work is culturally important, and despite the imperfections, have elected to bring it back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. We appreciate your understanding of the imperfections in the preservation process, and hope you enjoy this valuable book. ++++ The below data was compiled from various identification fields in the bibliographic record of this title. This data is provided as an additional tool in helping to ensure edition identification: ++++ Struck By Lightning: The Comedy Of Being A Man Burton Kline null null John Lane Company, 1916 Fiction; Classics; Fiction / Classics

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This scarce antiquarian book is a selection from Kessinger Publishing's Legacy Reprint Series. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment to protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature. Kessinger Publishing is the place to find hundreds of thousands of rare and hard-to-find books with something of interest for everyone!

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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER IV AT three o'clock the next morning the Lieutenant- Governor's key turned the latch in Birney's front door?Birney thought with marked hesitation, as he listened. Aubrey rather fancied his knack of reading large and subtle meanings from these tiny tokens. The tardy home-comer dropped his straw hat with a light?but to Aubrey a very significant?bang on the marble top of the radiator in the hall, and strode with a guilty grin into the library, where he found Aubrey languishing in a Demarara chair and staring into the light zephyrs from a silent electric fan. In a moment the wing chair which stood nearest gave forth a faint whistle as Fellowes let his weight sink into it. Both men puffed in silence at their cigarettes for a space. And then Birney growled simply: "Struck by lightning, begad " The Lieutenant-Governor laughed; whereat Birney turned full upon him his large black eyes, which ordinarily seemed like an electric lamp turned low except at moments, such as this, when they took on a look of X-ray penetration. "What do you mean by staying up to this hour?" Birney demanded. "You with your business on hand for Sunday And I wanted to know how you fared at your lunch and this afternoon. Go to bed." "In a minute," laughed Fellowes. "I had to takeMrs. Bennington and her ward home in Newton, and " "They live in Chestnut Hill. That's how much you were alive to your surroundings " "Well, anyhow, the damned taxi broke down, and " "That's a lie," Birney interrupted. "Struck by lightning. It's in your eye. There's a siphon and a fresh bottle of Scotch on the sideboard. Help yourself; and go to bed; and sleep it off. On a stand beside your bed you'll find a thermos of hot milk and two bromide tablets, in case you can't sleep. And if you haven't forgot that gi...