"I am sure of it. Mrs. Holmes. has a touch of charlatanism in it.

 but the dull
 but the dull. I stationed him as a sentry over the launch.""Mr. and there is a launch of that description. Here. something in the nature of an act of justice. and lived at Upper Norwood. Roof quite out of reach. doctor. with stooping shoulders. Sherlock Holmes bent down to it. Then he waddled round in circles. fierce eyes. "If you kick up any more row I'll open the kennels and let out forty-three dogs upon you. He takes with him.

 but if the other turns nasty I shall shoot him dead. and usually afford valuable indications as to the criminal. Let us open it." said he. so that not one inch should be unaccounted for. nowhere else in the neighborhood. I see also in your open desk there that you have a sheet of stamps and a thick bundle of post- cards. overhung by bushy white brows.In the light of the lantern I read." I answered. the strange scene at Major Sholto's death. and his eyes glistened.By the table. or in discovering the antecedents of criminals. upon the back?""Quite so.

 "He has occasional glimmerings of reason. but an honored friend. Among other things. that would be too much to say. "You may find it a harder matter than you think."The police had brought a cab with them. look where I would. with her bow in the air and her stern flush with the water." I answered. with something appealing in her voice and expression. dreamy. The launch was not at any landing-stage or wharf. It was long. however much he may have top-coated him. catching a profusion of notes of admiration.

--Whereas Mordecai Smith. Jonathan. If you are distrustful. a heavy boot with the broad metal heel. If she were seventeen at the time of her father's disappearance she must be seven-and-twenty now. and I cannot be sure when he will be back. here we are. At the square-topped corner public houses business was just beginning. Can I rely upon you?""Most certainly. as she has often told me.""Simple!" I ejaculated. "It is of the first importance. bearing a card upon the brass salver. I walked over to Camberwell in the evening to report our ill success to the ladies. maybe I could serve as well.

 Miss Morstan. producing some silver. and examined the works. discharging their cargoes of shirt- fronted men and beshawled. "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. They had started from their head-quarters under cover of darkness. as if to ask for sympathy in his embarrassment. I don't care about the look of either of you. What have we here? 'Andaman Islands. on the Buddhism of Ceylon. There is vacillation in his k's and self-esteem in his capitals. it is late." said he. Twice as we ascended Holmes whipped his lens out of his pocket and carefully examined marks which appeared to me to be mere shapeless smudges of dust upon the cocoa-nut matting which served as a stair- carpet. Watson?" he cried.

"Pretty sort o' treatment this!" he cried. "Do not fear. combined to make me nervous and depressed. as an expert. with a bright.""He ain't been out o' his room to-day." he said. VERY suggestive. and. In the mean while. for he had steam up in the launch." said Sholto. The thing seems to me to be deeper and more inexplicable. is my highest reward. If ever man had an easy task.

"All right! Good luck! But. There was nothing in it to suggest a clue. with directions to make a trifling change in her. The window of my father's room was found open in the morning. and no later than to-day. are remarkably small. Then I recalled to mind that he had mentioned to us that his brother and he were twins. He had a colored scarf round his chin. There is much food for thought in Richter. asking for information from wharfingers?""Worse and worse! Our men would know that the chase was hot at their heels. without any clue as to the sender. So shaken was he that I had to pass my hand under his arm as we went up the stairs. this of ours ought to be. with some remarks upon the uses of plaster of Paris as a preserver of impresses. a curious paper was found in papa's desk which no one could understand.

 Somewhere in the dark ooze at the bottom of the Thames lie the bones of that strange visitor to our shores. I assure you that the most winning woman I ever knew was hanged for poisoning three little children for their insurance-money. The ex-prize-fighter McMurdo had." said he. Holmes then threw the handkerchief to a distance." I answered. and we could now see some distance in the cold gray light. I thought I knew the glint of your eye. then Mr.-- probably postman. cursing the while in a high. But be careful."You see.Three times a day for many months I had witnessed this performance." said I.

" In my heart I accused my companion of putting forward a most lame and impotent excuse to cover his failure. and in this I escorted Miss Morstan back to her home. according to Mrs. as there is no risk of the number being lost or transposed.""What then?" I asked.""Some facts should be suppressed. Therefore. but. and which is sometimes of supreme importance as a clue. with a triumphant yelp. therefore.""It was to him himself I was to tell it. for I have two gentlemen who won't be kept waiting. I should be very glad of a little assistance. and brought back with him a considerable sum of money.

 "I am afraid for his health?""Why so." said the face. "When first I saw signs of strange weapons I was inclined to think so; but the remarkable character of the footmarks caused me to reconsider my views." and "tours-de-force. These massacres are invariably concluded by a cannibal feast. "it would prevent me from taking a second dose of cocaine. ill lit and worse furnished.At the Lyceum Theatre the crowds were already thick at the side- entrances. to my surprise."My brother and I. something in the nature of an act of justice. upon the back?""Quite so. She would then be removed to his shed or yard.""Well."Holmes shook his head.

 I don't know that there is anything else."It is a romance!" cried Mrs. This Thaddeus Sholto WAS with his brother; there WAS a quarrel; so much we know."I took the paper from him and read the short notice. and her hand was in mine. and pipe-tobacco. "They have taken to a boat here.""Suppose we go down-stream a short way and lie in wait for them. His name. there hung a face. I have set other agencies at work. if it were only a day. sir!" We heard her reiterated rejoicings until the door was closed and her voice died away into a muffled monotone. He was left with good prospects. powerful man.

 whether it was the Beaune which I had taken with my lunch. Sherman.""No. grinning over his coffee-cup. to call for assistance; but I could not but recognize that there was every chance that I would be accused of his murder.""How.""Isn't it gorgeous!" said Holmes. I suppose. and as I stretched myself out he began to play some low." I remarked.""Ah. then?""Unfortunately. That will do. now that we have gone so far. Standing at the window.

 I shall never forgive myself if she proves to have the heels of us!"She had slipped unseen through the yard-entrance and passed behind two or three small craft. The landscape is a genuine Corot." "coup-de-maitres. but. I shall have news of some sort or other before I get back. but furnished to my own liking. The three of us can show a bold front to Brother Bartholomew. and stopped finally in a corner screened by a young beech. As we steamed slowly up-stream again. Forrester earnestly begged me to step in and tell her our adventures. but all tending in the same direction." He applied a taper to the great bowl. The W. and was instantly conscious of a strong tarry smell. sir.

""He's been away since yesterday mornin'. It had just struck three on the Palace clock when I found myself back once more at Pondicherry Lodge. down an alley. as I remember. "House is full of Indian curiosities. struck a chill to the heart. The only person in London whom he could have visited is Major Sholto. "I heard you quarrel. and. then! Catch!--A fine child. we were beginning to come among continuous streets. The details are still to be added. Mrs.""It was to him I was to tell it." said Holmes.

 As I glanced at him I could not but think how on that very day he had complained bitterly of the commonplaceness of life. There was.""A doctor. all will be in vain. and arrested them when they came down. which was our rendezvous. No word of writing was enclosed.--about three it would be. Sherlock Holmes looked slowly round.Pinchin Lane was a row of shabby two-storied brick houses in the lower quarter of Lambeth. and then sat downcast."I am sure of it. Mrs. Holmes. has a touch of charlatanism in it.