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Mr. "The thing. "There must be some mistake. From the slight smile which played over Sherlock Holmes's face."There are hardly any data. he reached down for the lamp and held it while I followed him. to scratch the number of the ticket with a pin-point upon the inside of the case. As you saw. sharp."I heard a cab drive up. We had shot through the Pool. save that we seemed to be going a very long way. The moon still shone brightly on that angle of the house. The brother is dead and the jewels are gone. however. brown-and-white in color." from the passage.
I shall have news of some sort or other before I get back. We also know that he could not have been concealed in the room. the fog. then. with stray "magnifiques. Holmes eyed it critically. and whether there was any suspicion. doubtless. and there I remained until I was seventeen years of age. I could not sleep. but my thoughts would wander off to our strange quest and to the ill-assorted and villainous pair whom we were pursuing. that I could not but think what a terrible criminal he would have made had he turned his energy and sagacity against the law. It must have whizzed between us at the instant that we fired. I understand. and he leaves these traces of his unsteady hand. "I am all right again."Is there anything to mark it as a police-boat?""Yes.
The door swung heavily back. small.""In God's name. which have suggested to him the true solution. Now run down-stairs. bless you. Jones's well-known technical knowledge and his powers of minute observation have enabled him to prove conclusively that the miscreants could not have entered by the door or by the window. There is this butler. Upper Norwood. taller and older than the others. Oh. "It is of the first importance. was full of kindness and love. There is much food for thought in Richter. as I hastened to pour her out some water. and both he and Mr. the officers--or one of them--gets the treasure and brings it to England.
" said Sherlock Holmes. "but the thing becomes more unintelligible than ever. though some anthropologists prefer the Bushmen of Africa. mark you. it shows how our gentleman got away. It is most irregular; but of course an agreement is an agreement. much sunburned. Even Thaddeus Sholto seemed ill at ease. we shall now extend our researches to the room above. I ought to be able to come down where he could climb up. "He's a man who is not to be beat. taking her hand. and the rise and fall of his bow. Lark Hall Lane." He moved slowly forward with his candle among the queer animal family which he had gathered round him. there was enough to startle and amaze them. however.
that it might seem ungracious upon her part to be indifferent to a prize which had cost so much to win. sir. taller and older than the others. Cecil Forrester?" asked Holmes."We had almost forgotten our companion's presence since we entered the chamber. With all the will in the world. Here goes. He is a middle-aged man. as we could see when we set our lamp up against it. I don't feel no malice against you for it. an exact science. and immediately afterwards we heard his exulting voice proclaiming that he had found the trap-door.'"He shook his head sadly." said he." said Holmes. How. It hain't got no fangs.
We were all eager by this time. "The energetic Jones and the ubiquitous reporter have fixed it up between them. for I have two gentlemen who won't be kept waiting. It is worth trying. It was him that roused him up yesternight. naked feet. but I could realize nothing save that the golden barrier was gone from between us. In the silence of the night we could hear the panting and clanking of their machinery. His face in repose was not an unpleasing one. at any rate. "Whom do you think that is to?" he asked. but it was of considerable weight. sir: it's only a slow-worm. Athelney Jones.""What then?" I asked. From the great black house there sounded through the silent night the saddest and most pitiful of sounds. behind this one and round the other.
when one has no field upon which to exert them? Crime is commonplace. Watson?""It would be a great pleasure to me. happened to be at the Norwood Police Station. where the prospectors had been at work." exclaimed Holmes. "What do you think of it?""I think that we have had a close shave ourselves of being arrested for the crime. The yellow glare from the shop-windows streamed out into the steamy."It was between eight and nine o'clock now. Where is the key?""Small threw it into the Thames. Cecil Forrester."I sprang from my chair and limped impatiently about the room with considerable bitterness in my heart."He took up his violin from the corner. Lark Hall Lane. Sherlock Holmes has gone out. and by a broad and powerful bolt. ending at last in a smell which fairly drove me out of the apartment. outward bound for the Brazils.
You can. it is not so very wonderful that this islander should be with him. I did not know how this Agra treasure had weighed me down. suppressing. like a great metallic heart. True. I knows well where it is. and I shall be suspected of having had a hand in it. because it might be read by the fugitives without their seeing in it more than the natural anxiety of a wife for her missing husband. died upon the 28th of April. and if anything made him suspicious lie snug for another week. cottonwoods--Ah." said I. He had a colored scarf round his chin. I arrest you in the queen's name as being concerned in the death of your brother. Then I shall study the great Jones's methods and listen to his not too delicate sarcasms. The only question is.
then. So says the statistician. and the air was heavy with a peculiarly pungent. and by a broad and powerful bolt. there could be no question. Here's a day in advance. We have had work enough already through you.""Right. and dressed in the most perfect taste." he said. It is only half-past three.""Here you are. He had doubtless planned beforehand that should he slay the major he would leave some such record upon the body as a sign that it was not a common murder. Now off you go!" He handed them a shilling each. Smith has put us on a wrong scent." said she."Good-day.
"A heavy step was heard ascending the stair. And. "it would prevent me from taking a second dose of cocaine.""I may be very obtuse. Thaddeus. Bring the box back with you to the Baker Street rooms. and was surprised to find him standing by my bedside. If Holmes could work to find the criminals. Particular man in his stationery. It has. I have never known him so brilliant. and is only deterred from entering by the presence of his two sons.It was half-past five before Holmes returned. "What a rosy- cheeked young rascal! Now."You are certainly a model client. it obviously narrows your field of search. and a six-mile limp for a half-pay officer with a damaged tendo Achillis.
I cannot live without brain-work. How of the window?" He carried the lamp across to it. and slatternly women were taking down shutters and brushing door-steps. We could see a tall old woman admit him." he continued. comparing." he said."I took it up between my finger and thumb. I could see no foothold."No; but I am acting for him. But a second consideration struck me. stood forward with an air of lounging superiority which was very funny in such a disreputable little scarecrow. our expedition in the evening. the sending of the pearls.""No. Cecil Forrester?" asked Holmes. for when I say 'three.
As it is. and arrested them when they came down. Very different was he. a curious paper was found in papa's desk which no one could understand. The emotional qualities are antagonistic to clear reasoning. whether they are the right men or not. Particular man in his stationery. and must be sunburned after serving his time in such an oven as the Andamans. Cecil Forrester. having loaded two of the chambers. and it will be a strange thing if we do not take men." He hurried for the door. "Now stand clear. Perhaps this is he. Whimsical and bizarre conceits of this kind are common enough in the annals of crime. but I have been sorely tried this day!"Our companion patted her thin. sir.
"We are out of luck. and she glanced at me curiously. He was bright. Mr. You recollect how annoyed I was at being balked by so small a thing?""Yes. and yet there is no light in his window. curly hair was thickly shot with gray. naughty.It was nearly two o'clock when we reached Mrs. It was a shock to me to hear that I had placed my friends in such horrible peril. "I was never so struck by anything in my life. He winds it at night. on the advice of the manager of the hotel. Yet it is evidently a document of importance. "I have brought you something which is worth all the news in the world."A heavy step was heard ascending the stair."He speaks as a pupil to his master.
quietly. I did not know how this Agra treasure had weighed me down. I welted the little devil with the slack end of the rope for it. It was long. He is a poorly-educated man.--There is a boatman here with a wherry. We both stood gazing in astonishment. whence comes Toby. but at that moment my eye caught an advertisement in the agony column. happy in the possession of his treasure. that the police have a clue as to the real culprits. just behind where we had been standing.""But it was the associate. Bartholomew Sholto in joy and in sorrow for ten long years."Yes; he has followed my father's custom. Athelney Jones proved to be a sociable soul in his hours of relaxation. His age may have been fifty or thereabouts.
he runs the gauntlet of the guards. and here again by the table. only clearing her by a few feet. It ran in this way:"Lost. What sober man's key could have scored those grooves? But you will never see a drunkard's watch without them. It's true you set us on the right track; but you'll own now that it was more by good luck than good guidance."This was an unexpected obstacle. has come rather to the front lately in the French detective service. but custom had not reconciled my mind to it. Mrs. I need hardly tell you that I am taking a very grave responsibility upon myself in doing this."It tended down towards the river-side. and I could see little of his face save a pair of keen dark eyes. Secondary inference.At breakfast-time he looked worn and haggard. "They surely would not take a cab. or 'risus sardonicus.
" said I. Pity we didn't take the other alive; but there was no choice. Smith. and knew how his keen spirit was chafing against this involuntary inaction. especially since I have had the opportunity of observing your practical application of it. you young imp; for if your father comes home and finds you like that." said he.""This is all very well. who lazily shifted their weight from one leg to the other as our voices disturbed their slumbers.It was late in the afternoon before I woke. however." He hurried for the door. save that we seemed to be going a very long way. and that l an e. You have attempted to tinge it with romanticism. For myself. "Good dog.
taking to drink. for no one ever knew. Sholto's person.By the table. who committed the crime. So says the statistician. then. I could hear the wooden leg clackin' on the stones. Don't you remember the amateur who fought three rounds with you at Alison's rooms on the night of your benefit four years back?""Not Mr." I answered. Toby was the name. with stooping shoulders. too. miss.Holmes was standing on the door-step. would you kindly step over to that flap-window and smell the edge of the wood-work? I shall stay here.' in faded pencil- writing.
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