A French taxicab driver once drove Sir Arthur Conan Doyle from the station to a hotel in Paris. When he received his fare, he said: “Merci, Mr. Conan Doyle.”;) “Why, how do you know my name?” asked Sir Arthur.:-? “Well, sir, I have seen in the papers that you were coming from the south of France to Paris; your general appearance told me that you were English; your hair had been clearly last cut by a barber of the south of France. I put these indications together and guessed at once that it was you.”:> “That is very remarkable. You have no other evidence to go upon?”B-) “Well,” said the driver, “there was also the fact that your name was on your luggage.”:)):)):))