- •It was in the spring of the year 1894 that all London was interested,
- •Inside. There was the possibility that the murderer had done
- •In his aquiline face which told me that his life recently had
- •Very simple reason that I never was in it."
- •I had imagined that we were bound for Baker Street, but Holmes
- •I crept forward and looked across at the familiar window. As my
- •Variety," said he, and I recognized in his voice the joy and
- •It for half a foot. As he sank to the level of this opening, the
- •Into the room.
- •It was a tremendously virile and yet sinister face which was
- •Is Colonel Sebastian Moran, once of Her Majesty's Indian Army,
- •Is exact."
- •I picked it up from the carpet. Here it is!"
- •Is enough to make any letter illustrious, and here is Morgan the
- •I read the following suggestive narrative:
- •I sent a telegram home, therefore, to say that I had important
- •Indignation. Of course, she would not admit even the possibility
- •I cannot spare energy and nerve force for digestion," he would
- •Impression of young McFarlane's right thumb, taken by my orders
- •In the dead of the night in order to strengthen the evidence
- •I see how we should approach it."
- •It was amusing to me to see how the detective's overbearing
- •Impression that he had been murdered by her only child. It was
- •It. There was an American young lady there--Patrick was the
- •If you take me, Hilton, you will take a woman who has nothing
- •I am sure.
- •In her eyes. It was then that I wrote and sent the paper to you,
- •I am justified in taking my own line--and I will."
- •I confess that I was filled with curiosity, but I was aware that
- •I turned up the time-table. The last had just gone.
- •I experience once again the dismay and horror with which I was
- •Into a court of investigation. Holmes sat in a great,
- •Instantaneous and painless. There was no powder-marking either
- •Investigation draws rapidly to a close."
- •In. In an instant Holmes clapped a pistol to his head, and
- •I had a room down below, and could get in and out every night,
- •I caught her arm and tried to pull her through the window. At
- •I have heard she recovered entirely, and that she still remains
- •It may be imagined that it is no easy task to know which I
- •Impossible to refuse to listen to the story of the young and
- •Imagine how surprised I was, Mr. Holmes, when, on my return on
- •I should not be happy until I had seen you and had your advice."
- •Intrigue, and I cannot break my other important research for the
- •Impossible to mistake the scene of the young lady's adventure, for
- •Visitors--`a warm lot, sir'--at the Hall, and especially one
- •Impressed me with the feeling that tragedy might prove to lurk
- •It was a young fellow about seventeen, dressed like an ostler,
- •If you molested her, and, by the Lord! I'll be as good as my word."
- •Is a few details for my private curiosity. However, if there's
- •Idea was that one of you was to marry her, and the other have a
- •In some respects, a unique case. I perceive three of the county
- •In the whirl of our incessant activity, it has often been
- •Vacant gray eyes looked up at us. An instant later the man had
- •Important issue could call me from London at present."
- •In your life could you have a case which is more worthy of them."
- •Invite Mr. Sherlock Holmes to undertake the conduct of this
- •Is Holdernesse Hall, ten miles by road, but only six across the
- •I assented.
- •Impossible as I state it, and therefore I must in some respect
- •It with admirable good-humour.
- •Investigate this a little more closely."
- •Incident, there is no reason why it should go any farther. I
- •I tell you that you must save him!" The Duke had dropped the
- •In his, and that for her dear sake there was no end to my
- •Is a kindly woman, but entirely under the control of her brutal
- •Impossible to inform the police where he was without telling
- •I have never known my friend to be in better form, both mental
- •In which he was able to change his personality. He said nothing
- •It was never a very cheery situation, and sometimes it became
- •I give you my word, that I got a shake when I put my head into
- •Instant that he had uttered that last yell of agony.
- •Views which I may have formed. I had come to a theory of the
- •Into one of the corners. He returned with a large book, one of
- •Inquiring for Captain Basil.
- •I heard a click of steel and a bellow like an enraged bull. The
- •In it, and nothing but papers that I would not dare to sell. I
- •I turned it over.
- •Interests of your client that these letters should be placed in
- •Indicate, which is, I assure you, the highest that you can get."
- •I would do nothing so foolish. And now, gentlemen, I have one or
- •Vanished into the night. I understood that he had opened his
- •Vaguely conscious that we had entered a large room in which a
- •It was a good fire, and the room was illuminated by it. Near the
- •I could not have believed that an alarm could have spread so
- •It was no very unusual thing for Mr. Lestrade, of Scotland Yard,
- •Its splintered fragments were discovered."
- •It was evidently taken by a snapshot from a small camera. It
- •It, for I was too shaken to write it. And now I'll be too late
- •Very particularly to the position of this house, in the garden
- •Identify the dead man. There should be no difficulty about that.
- •In the light of a street lamp we read "Laburnum Villa" upon the
- •It proved, however, that our vigil was not to be so long as
- •Information concerning our prisoner. His name, it appeared, was
- •Information, much of which we already knew, Holmes listened with
- •In fragments.
- •I asked.
- •Information. "I can follow the other points," said he, "but
- •Very day when there were these papers inside?"
- •Indian--a silent, little, hook-nosed fellow, who eyed us
- •In a position then to indicate some course of action. Meanwhile,
- •It must be one of them. You take your choice. Which is yours?"
- •I may add that I walked out to the athletic grounds this
- •It is, sir. You will see that I have said, `I have determined
- •It was incredible. Can you not clear up the last point in this
- •In such a gale."
- •I can see, it is just as tangled a business as ever I handled,
- •Indications that she has had recourse to an optician at least
- •I may have remarked before that Holmes had, when he liked, a
- •Into that room yesterday and saw young Mr. Smith lying there on
- •I engaged an agent from a private detective firm, who entered my
- •I think, Watson, you and I will drive together to the Russian Embassy."
- •Is one of the richest men in England."
- •Into his pocket. Staunton had not shaken hands with the man in
- •Very much fear that I must have omitted to put my name at the
- •Into your complete confidence."
- •If you would engage a front room and purchase the necessaries
- •Irksome to him, and who is it that he visits?"
- •I was horrified by my first glimpse of Holmes next morning, for
- •I cannot follow him. When you have finished, come downstairs
- •Is worth, and one would like to know the reason for such
- •Indescribably melancholy. Holmes paused irresolute, and then he
- •Intrusion. I would not brawl in the presence of death, but I can
- •Is my duty to ascertain his fate, but having done so the matter
- •In the morning-room. Poor lady, she has had a most dreadful
- •Vinegar and water. The lady lay back exhausted upon a couch, but
- •In this house all the servants sleep in the modern wing. This
- •It was a very large and high chamber, with carved oak ceiling,
- •It was the body of a tall, well-made man, about forty years of
- •I seem to have heard some queer stories about him."
- •I have asked myself again and again. There can be no doubt that
- •It's all wrong--I'll swear that it's wrong. And yet the lady's
- •Imaginary robbers should play a part. As a matter of fact,
- •Ingenious story is of his concoction. Yes, Watson, we have come
- •Is at least three inches a bigger man than I. Look at that mark
- •If ever one walked the earth. He was all honey when first we met
- •It. You won't stop for dinner? Well, good-bye, and let us know
- •Information until my own mind is clear upon the matter."
- •Inch off the straight, I'll blow this police whistle from my
- •I have no complaint to make. It was all love on my side, and all
- •If you choose to disappear in the next twenty-four hours, I will
- •In the morning, and my valet, or my wife's maid, during the rest
- •In my own small way I have also a good many calls upon me. I
- •International politics. But if you consider the European
- •It be now? No one has any reason to retain it. It has been
- •Is missing--especially if he has disappeared since last night--
- •In silence and sat for some time lost in the deepest thought. I
- •I glanced at my morning paper.
- •Valet was out for the evening, visiting a friend at Hammersmith.
- •Interest and intense sympathy in a widespread circle of friends.
- •In the slam of the front door. "What was the fair lady's game?
- •Inoffensive. His death was an absolute mystery and likely to
- •In close touch with every development. Upon the fourth day there
- •It was my first visit to the scene of the crime--a high, dingy,
- •Visit, I guess, for he kept his life in water-tight
- •In the papers, she said. She was a very respectable, well-spoken
- •I will not speak until you sit down. Thank you."
- •Instant to lose. Where is the letter?"
- •Inconceivable--impossible. Mr. Holmes, you are a wizard, a
It was amusing to me to see how the detective's overbearing
manner had changed suddenly to that of a child asking questions
of its teacher.
"Well, I don't think that is very hard to explain. A very deep,
malicious, vindictive person is the gentleman who is now waiting
us downstairs. You know that he was once refused by McFarlane's
mother? You don't! I told you that you should go to Blackheath
first and Norwood afterwards. Well, this injury, as he would
consider it, has rankled in his wicked, scheming brain, and all
his life he has longed for vengeance, but never seen his chance.
During the last year or two, things have gone against him--
secret speculation, I think--and he finds himself in a bad way.
He determines to swindle his creditors, and for this purpose he
pays large checks to a certain Mr. Cornelius, who is, I imagine,
himself under another name. I have not traced these checks yet,
but I have no doubt that they were banked under that name at
some provincial town where Oldacre from time to time led a
double existence. He intended to change his name altogether,
draw this money, and vanish, starting life again elsewhere."
"Well, that's likely enough."
"It would strike him that in disappearing he might throw all
pursuit off his track, and at the same time have an ample and
crushing revenge upon his old sweetheart, if he could give the
Impression that he had been murdered by her only child. It was
a masterpiece of villainy, and he carried it out like a master.
The idea of the will, which would give an obvious motive for the
crime, the secret visit unknown to his own parents, the
retention of the stick, the blood, and the animal remains and
buttons in the wood-pile, all were admirable. It was a net from
which it seemed to me, a few hours ago, that there was no
possible escape. But he had not that supreme gift of the artist,
the knowledge of when to stop. He wished to improve that which
was already perfect--to draw the rope tighter yet round the neck
of his unfortunate victim--and so he ruined all. Let us descend,
Lestrade. There are just one or two questions that I would ask him."
The malignant creature was seated in his own parlour, with a
policeman upon each side of him.
"It was a joke, my good sir--a practical joke, nothing more," he
whined incessantly. "I assure you, sir, that I simply concealed
myself in order to see the effect of my disappearance, and I am
sure that you would not be so unjust as to imagine that I would
have allowed any harm to befall poor young Mr. McFarlane."
"That's for a jury to decide," said Lestrade. "Anyhow, we shall
have you on a charge of conspiracy, if not for attempted murder."
"And you'll probably find that your creditors will impound the
banking account of Mr. Cornelius," said Holmes.
The little man started, and turned his malignant eyes upon my friend.
"I have to thank you for a good deal," said he. "Perhaps I'll
pay my debt some day."
Holmes smiled indulgently.
"I fancy that, for some few years, you will find your time very
fully occupied," said he. "By the way, what was it you put into
the wood-pile besides your old trousers? A dead dog, or rabbits,
or what? You won't tell? Dear me, how very unkind of you! Well,
well, I daresay that a couple of rabbits would account both for
the blood and for the charred ashes. If ever you write an
account, Watson, you can make rabbits serve your turn."
THE ADVENTURE OF THE DANCING MEN
Holmes had been seated for some hours in silence with his long,
thin back curved over a chemical vessel in which he was brewing
a particularly malodorous product. His head was sunk upon his
breast, and he looked from my point of view like a strange, lank
bird, with dull gray plumage and a black top-knot.
"So, Watson," said he, suddenly, "you do not propose to invest
in South African securities?"
I gave a start of astonishment. Accustomed as I was to Holmes's
curious faculties, this sudden intrusion into my most intimate
thoughts was utterly inexplicable.
"How on earth do you know that?" I asked.
He wheeled round upon his stool, with a steaming test-tube in
his hand, and a gleam of amusement in his deep-set eyes.
"Now, Watson, confess yourself utterly taken aback," said he.
"I am."
"I ought to make you sign a paper to that effect."
"Why?"
"Because in five minutes you will say that it is all so
absurdly simple."
"I am sure that I shall say nothing of the kind."
"You see, my dear Watson"--he propped his test-tube in the rack,
and began to lecture with the air of a professor addressing his
class--"it is not really difficult to construct a series of
inferences, each dependent upon its predecessor and each simple
in itself. If, after doing so, one simply knocks out all the
central inferences and presents one's audience with the
starting-point and the conclusion, one may produce a startling,
though possibly a meretricious, effect. Now, it was not really
difficult, by an inspection of the groove between your left
forefinger and thumb, to feel sure that you did NOT propose to
invest your small capital in the gold fields."
"I see no connection."
"Very likely not; but I can quickly show you a close connection.
Here are the missing links of the very simple chain: 1. You had
chalk between your left finger and thumb when you returned from
the club last night. 2. You put chalk there when you play
billiards, to steady the cue. 3. You never play billiards except
with Thurston. 4. You told me, four weeks ago, that Thurston had
an option on some South African property which would expire in
a month, and which he desired you to share with him. 5. Your
check book is locked in my drawer, and you have not asked for the
key. 6. You do not propose to invest your money in this manner."
"How absurdly simple!" I cried.
"Quite so!" said he, a little nettled. "Every problem becomes
very childish when once it is explained to you. Here is an
unexplained one. See what you can make of that, friend Watson."
He tossed a sheet of paper upon the table, and turned once more
to his chemical analysis.
I looked with amazement at the absurd hieroglyphics upon the paper.
"Why, Holmes, it is a child's drawing," I cried.
"Oh, that's your idea!"
"What else should it be?"
"That is what Mr. Hilton Cubitt, of Riding Thorpe Manor,
Norfolk, is very anxious to know. This little conundrum came by
the first post, and he was to follow by the next train. There's
a ring at the bell, Watson. I should not be very much surprised
if this were he."
A heavy step was heard upon the stairs, and an instant later
there entered a tall, ruddy, clean-shaven gentleman, whose clear
eyes and florid cheeks told of a life led far from the fogs of
Baker Street. He seemed to bring a whiff of his strong, fresh,
bracing, east-coast air with him as he entered. Having shaken
hands with each of us, he was about to sit down, when his eye
rested upon the paper with the curious markings, which I had
just examined and left upon the table.
"Well, Mr. Holmes, what do you make of these?" he cried. "They
told me that you were fond of queer mysteries, and I don't think
you can find a queerer one than that. I sent the paper on ahead,
so that you might have time to study it before I came."
"It is certainly rather a curious production," said Holmes. "At
first sight it would appear to be some childish prank. It
consists of a number of absurd little figures dancing across the
paper upon which they are drawn. Why should you attribute any
importance to so grotesque an object?"
"I never should, Mr. Holmes. But my wife does. It is frightening
her to death. She says nothing, but I can see terror in her
eyes. That's why I want to sift the matter to the bottom."
Holmes held up the paper so that the sunlight shone full upon
it. It was a page torn from a notebook. The markings were done
in pencil, and ran in this way:
GRAPHIC
Holmes examined it for some time, and then, folding it carefully
up, he placed it in his pocketbook.
"This promises to be a most interesting and unusual case," said
he. "You gave me a few particulars in your letter, Mr. Hilton
Cubitt, but I should be very much obliged if you would kindly go
over it all again for the benefit of my friend, Dr. Watson."
"I'm not much of a story-teller," said our visitor, nervously
clasping and unclasping his great, strong hands. "You'll just
ask me anything that I don't make clear. I'll begin at the time
of my marriage last year, but I want to say first of all that,
though I'm not a rich man, my people have been at Riding Thorpe
for a matter of five centuries, and there is no better known
family in the County of Norfolk. Last year I came up to London
for the Jubilee, and I stopped at a boarding-house in Russell
Square, because Parker, the vicar of our parish, was staying in