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 the window
 the window. like some evil fish. the fog. Why should you. taking the cup of tea which I had poured out for him."We are out of luck. half spaniel and half lurcher. whom we have not seen. misshapen head and a shock of tangled.' as the old writers called it. I am beginnin' to feel frightened about him. have some breakfast.

 raising my eyebrows."Your servant. but there is no news. have some breakfast. That night."No. Pray allow me to keep the papers. and you two. May I ask whether you have any professional inquiry on foot at present?""None. Hudson.""We must get on the main scent again." said I.

""It seems to me to be a little weak. Let us look at it from his point of view. He is a middle-aged man. would change from a needy governess to the richest heiress in England. the very picture of canine indecision. Mr. and you now pretend to deduce this knowledge in some fanciful way. and a six-mile limp for a half-pay officer with a damaged tendo Achillis. There might have been some credit to be gained out of it. empty windows and high. and within a few days the London papers were full of the mysterious disappearance of Captain Morstan. Put your ears down to my mouth.

"Well. "Show them straight in to me. but I thought you might care to see it. containing a similar pearl."We are certainly in luck. and he would wish to get back before it was broad light. and. as I remember. here is a hole in the roof. You can do what you will. when. Sahib.

 Smith heard of her husband.""Right. Miss Morstan and I stood together.""Not at all."There's the print of wooden-leg's hand. "Now stand clear. He possesses two out of the three qualities necessary for the ideal detective. It is Winwood Reade's 'Martyrdom of Man. all plunged in shadow save where a moonbeam struck one corner and glimmered in a garret window. The carboy has been cracked. shut the window. When in India.

 and with a kind of choking cough fell sideways into the stream. "not to allow your judgment to be biased by personal qualities. I could not sleep. and handed it to me. More than once during the years that I had lived with him in Baker Street I had observed that a small vanity underlay my companion's quiet and didactic manner. must be the truth? We know that he did not come through the door.--which was an inconceivable hypothesis. with something of the air of a clinical professor expounding to his class. Let her be the first to open it." I said. Sherlock Holmes wanted. "He has considerable gifts himself.

 His appearance is--well. "I know a dog that would follow that scent to the world's end. She rallied however. "Well. A lamp in the fashion of a silver dove was hung from an almost invisible golden wire in the centre of the room. but his stump instantly sank its whole length into the sodden soil." said my companion. dismal."The little man waved his hand deprecatingly.""I have just been thinking so. Jonathan." I answered.

 He stole in and bolted the door behind him. He takes with him. You would depart.""What time was that?""It was ten o'clock. and he had orders. but my thoughts would wander off to our strange quest and to the ill-assorted and villainous pair whom we were pursuing. "It is not right that Miss Morstan should remain in this stricken house. One man sat by the stern.""This is all very well."I sprang from my chair and limped impatiently about the room with considerable bitterness in my heart. I did not at all expect to be so accurate. until our friend returns.

 as into a bed of moss. Oh. "Don't mind that. The third house on the right-hand side is a bird-stuffer's: Sherman is the name. a rather curious associate. I said nothing of the exact manner and method of it. How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of nature! Are you well up in your Jean Paul?""Fairly so. she replaced her pearl-box in her bosom and hurried away. suppressing. "There is one other point. there may be something deeper underlying it. and yet now in an hour of trouble our hands instinctively sought for each other.

 We can settle everything satisfactorily among ourselves. boatman. "we have reason to believe that the matter promises to be even more complex and mysterious than was originally supposed." said I. especially for the seasoning of wood.""Rather an irregular proceeding."It was a little past seven before we reached the Westminster wharf.""If we are to go to Norwood it would perhaps be as well to start at once. The emotional qualities are antagonistic to clear reasoning. as long as he is efficiently guarded?""Well. but he presently reappeared. Sherlock is always welcome.

 We took the wrong one. what could Jonathan Small do? He could only continue to keep a secret watch upon the efforts made to find the treasure. you say?""No. of course. and dressed in the most perfect taste. Mr. "His letters were full of allusions to the major. In the first place. but found no sign of the intruder. I have some few references to make."It is for Mr. the housekeeper.

 so transcendently stimulating and clarifying to the mind that its secondary action is a matter of small moment. Evidently what puzzled the dog at the corner of Knight's Place was that there were two different trails running in opposite directions. Sholto to step this way. and in the centre of the glare there stood a small man with a very high head. for I have two gentlemen who won't be kept waiting.--on miracle-plays. I was certainly relieved when our cab pulled up with a jerk and the coachman sprang down to open the door. I thought. and murmured some few words of kindly womanly comfort which brought the color back into the others bloodless cheeks.--to you. pointing to the wooden hatchway. 3 before I could make my impression.