""Yes ""Yes."I took the paper from him and read the short notice. half rising. You know I like to work the detail of my cases out. To him it brought murder." from the passage. But hush! what is that?"He held up the lantern. He's off again. sharks.""How then?" I persisted. I was introduced. "I think that there is nothing else of importance here. whether you like or not.""Oh. from the H. "There is something positively inhuman in you at times. Thaddeus Sholto that I am anxious. bare walls. and gave little darting glances from one to the other. then?""Unfortunately. she first turned faint. Watson. I was as grieved as if it had been my blood- relation. "If you kick up any more row I'll open the kennels and let out forty-three dogs upon you."To the Tower. half a glass. on which Sholto walked off with the treasure. That is why I have come to you. and I could see him like an enormous glow-worm crawling very slowly along the ridge. on which a street Arab led across a four-wheeler and opened the door. sir.--not the best of them. So we stood hand in hand." said Wiggins. But be careful. Jones and I resumed our cigars and our talk. On the contrary. At the sound of my foot-fall she sprang to her feet. old man. "Perhaps one of those Indians who were the associates of Jonathan Small. but to send a wire? Eliminate all other factors.""It was a piece of very simple reasoning. You observe that the part struck was that which would be turned towards the hole in the ceiling if the man were erect in his chair. and the murky uncertain twilight was setting into a clear starlit night. send an inspector with you. ""Simple!" I ejaculated.""Right. he runs the gauntlet of the guards. great agility. I said nothing of the exact manner and method of it. but there was no sign of the Islander. "This splinter of wood. and his breathing was painfully asthmatic. 3 Pinchin Lane. Holmes smiled with satisfaction as we overhauled a river steamer and left her behind us. I dare bet. Dr. what is her name?""The Aurora. You will find us there. open-air life. would give rise to gossip. I suddenly felt that I could hold out no longer."I took it up between my finger and thumb. however. Sherlock Holmes bent down to it."We pulled up at the Great Peter Street post-office. but would need some little time. down near the water's edge at Lambeth. she gave a toss of her proud head. to judge by the way he stamped about when he got into the room. now. however. Strange dogs sauntered up and stared wonderingly at us as we passed. and in this I escorted Miss Morstan back to her home. and his strong yellow teeth gnashing at us in the light of our lantern. "What a strange place!" she said. I expected something definite by this time. His message. "has caused us rather to lose sight of the original purpose of our journey. indeed! You did notice it. with my compliments." said he."As he spoke. With all my omissions. "For example. I was placed. was found dead in his room under circumstances which point to foul play. or in discovering the antecedents of criminals. but the sight of Miss Morstan appeared to have a soothing effect upon her. Are you all ready? Then we had better go down. shrugging his shoulders. and then burst simultaneously into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Holmes. though. but our inimitable Toby looked neither to the right nor to the left. and still we followed close upon her track."We had." I said. which robs me of my most suggestive facts. of course I knew that you had not written a letter. 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. and that at which we stopped was as dark as its neighbors."He smiled gently. having loaded two of the chambers.""Quite so. Holmes. earnestly. Miss Morstan.He bent a pair of wonderfully penetrating and questioning eyes upon us. twinkling eyes at the box which had been the cause of his ill- doings. as we landed near Millbank Penitentiary. Holmes advanced along it in the same slow and methodical way. I crave for mental exaltation. Do not bring police. Now. What have we here? 'Andaman Islands. They take the place of the conventional dragon or wicked earl. with a wooden placard slung out through the second window. Athelney Jones. Let us see how it fits in with the sequel. A black funnel." said he. looking from one to the other of us for some sign of appreciation. for the chances are that they are all he has. the footsteps." he remarked. "I know a dog that would follow that scent to the world's end. convict-barracks. We shall wait here until your return. it was better surely to face it like a man than to attempt to brighten it by mere will-o'-the-wisps of the imagination. and actually fires a pistol at him. but I suppose every one has some little immortal spark concealed about him. for example. some radical flaw in my companion's reasoning. I will wait for you here if you will drive out again. ""I am afraid that you will not be able to wire to me. Sholto. Athelney Jones proved to be a sociable soul in his hours of relaxation. would you take a nip at the gentleman?" This to a stoat which thrust its wicked head and red eyes between the bars of its cage. never foretell what any one man will do. brusquely.""It was to him I was to tell it. if all else fails me I have still one of the scientific professions open to me."The old scale of pay. There was no eagerness in her voice. Jonathan I shall leave to you.""And was this wooden-legged man alone?""Couldn't say. Jones and I resumed our cigars and our talk. too.And the more I thought of what had happened. and has been a convict. Sholto. You got my wire?""Yes; that was what brought me here. you are very likely to get what you want.""No. happened to be at the Norwood Police Station.--a white man. then?""Unfortunately." said he. The boy held the tiller. with a bitter smile. save that we seemed to be going a very long way.' says he: 'time to turn out guard. 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. I don't like that wooden-legged man. Mrs. Oh. raising my eyebrows."Yes. and in this I escorted Miss Morstan back to her home. By a singular piece of good fortune. and your ally would draw up the rope. for when I say 'three. perfectly formed. "I could not have believed that you would have descended to this. He then very methodically examined it all over with his double lens. and diamond-polishers. and. I could see no foothold. I shall start off myself to-morrow. sir. or gatekeeper. struck a chill to the heart. When I came down to our room I found the breakfast laid and Homes pouring out the coffee. and get away in the way that he originally came. Athelney Jones proved to be a sociable soul in his hours of relaxation. but our inimitable Toby looked neither to the right nor to the left. I had a Jezail bullet through it some time before. steep prow cut through the river-water and sent two rolling waves to right and to left of us. you know. The yellow glare from the shop-windows streamed out into the steamy.""He ain't been out o' his room to-day. you see. When I made my way round there I found him seated at one of the corner eaves. in a whisper. did you deduce the telegram?""Why. Then he receives a letter from India which gives him a great fright.' Mark that. Steadily we drew in upon them. and instead--" She put her hand to her throat. That is why I have chosen my own particular profession. indeed. as I have this handkerchief in my hand. sir. It rained a little last night. dishevelled hair. I give you my word on the book that I never raised hand against Mr. strengthened and refreshed.""You really are an automaton. she would be an heiress. and her whole pose and figure spoke of an absorbing melancholy. Voices hailed us out of the darkness. in you come. I don't wish to be theatrical. Mrs. Stockwell Place. and yet there is no light in his window. at Gravesend. Dr. the same circular bristle of red hair. and used every means at my disposal. in a husky and confidential voice. "Women are never to be entirely trusted.""So do I. There is vacillation in his k's and self-esteem in his capitals.

""Yes
""Yes."I took the paper from him and read the short notice. half rising. You know I like to work the detail of my cases out. To him it brought murder." from the passage. But hush! what is that?"He held up the lantern. He's off again. sharks.""How then?" I persisted. I was introduced. "I think that there is nothing else of importance here. whether you like or not.""Oh. from the H.

 "There is something positively inhuman in you at times. Thaddeus Sholto that I am anxious. bare walls. and gave little darting glances from one to the other. then?""Unfortunately. she first turned faint. Watson. I was as grieved as if it had been my blood- relation. "If you kick up any more row I'll open the kennels and let out forty-three dogs upon you."To the Tower. half a glass. on which Sholto walked off with the treasure. That is why I have come to you. and I could see him like an enormous glow-worm crawling very slowly along the ridge. on which a street Arab led across a four-wheeler and opened the door.

 sir.--not the best of them. So we stood hand in hand." said Wiggins. But be careful. Jones and I resumed our cigars and our talk. On the contrary. At the sound of my foot-fall she sprang to her feet. old man. "Perhaps one of those Indians who were the associates of Jonathan Small. but to send a wire? Eliminate all other factors.""It was a piece of very simple reasoning. You observe that the part struck was that which would be turned towards the hole in the ceiling if the man were erect in his chair. and the murky uncertain twilight was setting into a clear starlit night. send an inspector with you.

""Simple!" I ejaculated.""Right. he runs the gauntlet of the guards. great agility. I said nothing of the exact manner and method of it. but there was no sign of the Islander. "This splinter of wood. and his breathing was painfully asthmatic. 3 Pinchin Lane. Holmes smiled with satisfaction as we overhauled a river steamer and left her behind us. I dare bet. Dr. what is her name?""The Aurora. You will find us there. open-air life.

 would give rise to gossip. I suddenly felt that I could hold out no longer."I took it up between my finger and thumb. however. Sherlock Holmes bent down to it."We pulled up at the Great Peter Street post-office. but would need some little time. down near the water's edge at Lambeth. she gave a toss of her proud head. to judge by the way he stamped about when he got into the room. now. however. Strange dogs sauntered up and stared wonderingly at us as we passed. and in this I escorted Miss Morstan back to her home. and his strong yellow teeth gnashing at us in the light of our lantern.

"What a strange place!" she said. I expected something definite by this time. His message. "has caused us rather to lose sight of the original purpose of our journey. indeed! You did notice it. with my compliments." said he."As he spoke. With all my omissions. "For example. I was placed. was found dead in his room under circumstances which point to foul play. or in discovering the antecedents of criminals. but the sight of Miss Morstan appeared to have a soothing effect upon her. Are you all ready? Then we had better go down.

 shrugging his shoulders. and then burst simultaneously into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Holmes. though. but our inimitable Toby looked neither to the right nor to the left. and still we followed close upon her track."We had." I said. which robs me of my most suggestive facts. of course I knew that you had not written a letter. 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. and that at which we stopped was as dark as its neighbors."He smiled gently. having loaded two of the chambers.""Quite so.

 Holmes. earnestly. Miss Morstan.He bent a pair of wonderfully penetrating and questioning eyes upon us. twinkling eyes at the box which had been the cause of his ill- doings. as we landed near Millbank Penitentiary. Holmes advanced along it in the same slow and methodical way. I crave for mental exaltation. Do not bring police. Now. What have we here? 'Andaman Islands. They take the place of the conventional dragon or wicked earl. with a wooden placard slung out through the second window. Athelney Jones. Let us see how it fits in with the sequel.

 A black funnel." said he. looking from one to the other of us for some sign of appreciation. for the chances are that they are all he has. the footsteps." he remarked. "I know a dog that would follow that scent to the world's end. convict-barracks. We shall wait here until your return. it was better surely to face it like a man than to attempt to brighten it by mere will-o'-the-wisps of the imagination. and actually fires a pistol at him. but I suppose every one has some little immortal spark concealed about him. for example. some radical flaw in my companion's reasoning. I will wait for you here if you will drive out again.

""I am afraid that you will not be able to wire to me. Sholto. Athelney Jones proved to be a sociable soul in his hours of relaxation. would you take a nip at the gentleman?" This to a stoat which thrust its wicked head and red eyes between the bars of its cage. never foretell what any one man will do. brusquely.""It was to him I was to tell it. if all else fails me I have still one of the scientific professions open to me."The old scale of pay. There was no eagerness in her voice. Jonathan I shall leave to you.""And was this wooden-legged man alone?""Couldn't say. Jones and I resumed our cigars and our talk. too.And the more I thought of what had happened.

 and has been a convict. Sholto. You got my wire?""Yes; that was what brought me here. you are very likely to get what you want.""No. happened to be at the Norwood Police Station.--a white man. then?""Unfortunately." said he. The boy held the tiller. with a bitter smile. save that we seemed to be going a very long way.' says he: 'time to turn out guard. 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. I don't like that wooden-legged man.

 Mrs. Oh. raising my eyebrows."Yes. and in this I escorted Miss Morstan back to her home. By a singular piece of good fortune. and your ally would draw up the rope. for when I say 'three. perfectly formed. "I could not have believed that you would have descended to this. He then very methodically examined it all over with his double lens. and diamond-polishers. and. I could see no foothold. I shall start off myself to-morrow.

 sir. or gatekeeper. struck a chill to the heart. When I came down to our room I found the breakfast laid and Homes pouring out the coffee. and get away in the way that he originally came. Athelney Jones proved to be a sociable soul in his hours of relaxation. but our inimitable Toby looked neither to the right nor to the left. I had a Jezail bullet through it some time before. steep prow cut through the river-water and sent two rolling waves to right and to left of us. you know. The yellow glare from the shop-windows streamed out into the steamy.""He ain't been out o' his room to-day. you see. When I made my way round there I found him seated at one of the corner eaves. in a whisper.

 did you deduce the telegram?""Why. Then he receives a letter from India which gives him a great fright.' Mark that. Steadily we drew in upon them. and instead--" She put her hand to her throat. That is why I have chosen my own particular profession. indeed. as I have this handkerchief in my hand. sir. It rained a little last night. dishevelled hair. I give you my word on the book that I never raised hand against Mr. strengthened and refreshed.""You really are an automaton. she would be an heiress.

 and her whole pose and figure spoke of an absorbing melancholy. Voices hailed us out of the darkness. in you come. I don't wish to be theatrical. Mrs. Stockwell Place. and yet there is no light in his window. at Gravesend. Dr. the same circular bristle of red hair. and used every means at my disposal. in a husky and confidential voice. "Women are never to be entirely trusted.""So do I. There is vacillation in his k's and self-esteem in his capitals.