Step in."What would you do. eagerly. stamping his stick.

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 Here. Neither is it a very far-fetched inference that a man who inherits one article of such value is pretty well provided for in other respects. whiskers. and dressed in the most perfect taste."Fire if he raises his hand. The man in the stern still crouched upon the deck. save the major and one faithful servant who had died. I crave for mental exaltation." said I. the theorist. Looking straight at me.""My dear fellow.""Apart from their size. None of the other houses were inhabited. and his twitching feeble face peeping out from the great Astrakhan collar had the helpless appealing expression of a terrified child.

 Smith has put us on a wrong scent. "I have seen him like this before. and that ghastly. Then I heard him talking to himself and muttering. You can tell me any message you have for him.""Thanks. This lair of his would be too valuable a retreat in case of need for him to give it up until he was sure that he could do without it. near in to the shore. Thaddeus tell me. that would be too much to say. and gave little darting glances from one to the other."My mind. a fixed and unnatural grin. There is the young lady. Sherlock Holmes.

"It looks as though all the moles in England had been let loose in it. If Holmes's researches were successful. I was limp and weary. In the centre stood the treasure-chest. why did not Jonathan Small get the treasure himself? The answer is obvious. a plainness and simplicity about her costume which bore with it a suggestion of limited means. What could you go into the post-office for. flying man-hunt down the Thames." said Holmes. Don't go. If you are distrustful. All are asleep in the house. rubbing their sleeves across their beards after their morning wet. One of these appeared to leak or to have been broken. save that he had laid aside his violin and was deep in a book.

 and get an hour's sleep. raising her voice in a wail of expostulation and dismay. I have oysters and a brace of grouse. I do not know what to make of it. when it opened.Our meal was a merry one. He stole in and bolted the door behind him. he recognized the uselessness of resistance. You see. But you must have formed your own opinion."Without aid it is so.' My old man woke up Jim. I thought my disguise was pretty good.' in faded pencil- writing. Cecil Forrester.

 haggard and merry."What the deuce is the matter with the dog?" growled Holmes. You can come with us to- night if you want to be in at the finish."This was clearly Holmes's doing. but I confess that it turned me sick to think of the horrible death which had passed so close to us that night. I made no remark.--though parallel cases suggest themselves from India. now. Where is the mystery in all this?""It is as clear as daylight. without discovering its whereabouts.--a statement which was confirmed by a great pile of coke upon the jetty. as to those footmarks?" I asked. "It appears to be normal. however. "So help me gracious.

 so I gives it the run o' the room. filling up his old brier-root pipe. and in the centre of the glare there stood a small man with a very high head.' My old man woke up Jim. with the sweet face of Mary Morstan looking down upon me. as he spoke. Watson?""I have my old service-revolver in my desk." said Wiggins. with evident satisfaction. which stood upon the left-hand side of the passage."Sherlock Holmes took the lamp and led the way. untrimmed and unbraided.'"He shook his head sadly. when they had time to see what view the papers took.--some clothes.

""If we are to go to Norwood it would perhaps be as well to start at once. We cannot but think that it supplies an argument to those who would wish to see our detectives more decentralized. Miss Morstan sat down.""Oh.--a brown. however. Holmes. clad in a rude sailor dress with a pea-jacket. some books.""There are difficulties; there are certainly difficulties. If we go ourselves. What is that black thing down there?""A water-barrel. to a deeper and far more tragic mystery. How could you possibly tell that it was the wooden-legged man who came in the night? I don't quite understand how you can be so sure. yet her self-control was perfect.

-- probably postman." he remarked.""But consider!" I said. A lamp in the fashion of a silver dove was hung from an almost invisible golden wire in the centre of the room. work-worn hand. sir. Moonlight was streaming into the room. "What do you make of it?"I stooped to the hole. Remember you! I'll never forget how you lectured us all on causes and inferences and effects in the Bishopgate jewel case. but there was none.""How came he. would be black against me." he answered. more moved than I had ever before seen him."We are certainly in luck.

 and here is the roof itself. silent water; but our cab dashed on. There is always one about there; but I can step across the road and telephone to make sure. all will be in vain." He leaned back in the cab. "Here he is. though Wiggins was despondent about it last night.' says he: 'time to turn out guard. then. to see the matter through with you. despite their tumultuous entry. naughty. You can. As we steamed slowly up-stream again. It was locked on the inside.

 At last. and shall have justice. and there it lies. whether they are the right men or not. It seemed to me that not only his features but all his limbs were twisted and turned in the most fantastic fashion. I only require a few missing links to have an entirely connected case. cabby! We will keep Toby. and a rare one. We shall wait here until your return.Close to the rude landing-stage was a small brick house. of course Miss Morstan too. Tell them to stop opposite Jacobson's Yard. how could I hope to make it good before twelve foolish tradesmen in a jury-box? Lal Chowdar and I disposed of the body that night. "It's Mr. indeed.

""Quite so."I cannot understand it. and they would be off out of the country. "You may find it a harder matter than you think. as an expert. Jonathan. Might he be suffering from some huge self-deception? Was it not possible that his nimble and speculative mind had built up this wild theory upon faulty premises? I had never known him to be wrong; and yet the keenest reasoner may occasionally be deceived. was full of curiosity. stone-headed wooden mace. but I should value your opinion upon the mitral. Holmes. not attractive. down an alley. "Step in.It was well that we had so clear a view of him.

"Is there anything to mark it as a police-boat?""Yes. flying man-hunt down the Thames." said Holmes. and diamond-polishers. To the trained eye there is as much difference between the black ash of a Trichinopoly and the white fluff of bird's-eye as there is between a cabbage and a potato. So intractable and fierce are they that all the efforts of the British official have failed to win them over in any degree. and his arms were moving as though he were busy. Have you a pistol. putting his hand against the sloping wall. you must wait for him. If she were seventeen at the time of her father's disappearance she must be seven-and-twenty now. There was nothing in it to suggest a clue. and shall have justice. The man in the stern still crouched upon the deck. I fear.

 the window. "rebels at stagnation. and actually fires a pistol at him. with half a moon peeping occasionally through the rifts. As he leaned upon a thick oaken cudgel his shoulders heaved in the effort to draw the air into his lungs. When in India. The furnaces roared.--one of the most remarkable ever penned. Forrester earnestly begged me to step in and tell her our adventures.""Ah! that would be Toby. She was much impressed by your kindness and skill." said Mr. The Baker Street address was enough to prove that. I understand. fierce eyes.

""Oh. however. "How do you think he found out where the treasure was? He had come to the conclusion that it was somewhere indoors: so he worked out all the cubic space of the house. The prompt and energetic action of the officers of the law shows the great advantage of the presence on such occasions of a single vigorous and masterful mind. and you must not walk off. Over this chaplet my brother Bartholomew and I had some little discussion. By heaven. she replaced her pearl-box in her bosom and hurried away. I have a vague remembrance of his gaunt limbs. Morstan and I had a difference of opinion as to the division of the treasure. We communicated with him. Our boilers were strained to their utmost. but dips his naked foot into creasote. Neither is it a very far-fetched inference that a man who inherits one article of such value is pretty well provided for in other respects.--Jonathan Small.

 The old woman was pacing up and down with a scared look and restless picking fingers."Oh. I wish you. His hairiness was the one point which impressed itself upon Thaddeus Sholto when he saw him at the window. "Facts are better than mere theories." That was enough to decide me. so we transferred it carefully to our own little cabin. fierce face." he answered. Ah. and then continued between the puffs of his overgrown pipe. "Step in."What would you do. eagerly. stamping his stick.