首页 >出版文学> THE ADVENTURES OF SHERLOCK HOLMES>第24章
  “Whyshouldthetrampburnthebody?“
  “Forthematterofthat,whyshouldMcFarlane?“
  “Tohidesomeevidence。”
  “Possiblythetrampwantedtohidethatanymurderatallhadbeen
  committed。”
  “Andwhydidthetramptakenothing?“
  “Becausetheywerepapersthathecouldnotnegotiate。”
  Lestradeshookhishead,thoughitseemedtomethathismanner
  waslessabsolutelyassuredthanbefore。
  “Well,Mr。SherlockHolmes,youmaylookforyourtramp,andwhile
  youarefindinghimwewillholdontoourman。Thefuturewillshow
  whichisright。Justnoticethispoint,Mr。Holmes:thatsofaras
  weknow,noneofthepaperswereremoved,andthattheprisoneristhe
  onemanintheworldwhohadnoreasonforremovingthem,sincehewas
  heir-at-law,andwouldcomeintotheminanycase。”
  Myfriendseemedstruckbythisremark。
  “Idon”tmeantodenythattheevidenceisinsomewaysvery
  stronglyinfavourofyourtheory,“saidhe。“Ionlywishtopointout
  thatthereareothertheoriespossible。Asyousay,thefuturewill
  decide。Good-morning!IdaresaythatinthecourseofthedayIshall
  dropinatNorwoodandseehowyouaregettingon。”
  Whenthedetectivedeparted,myfriendroseandmadehis
  preparationsfortheday”sworkwiththealertairofamanwhohas
  acongenialtaskbeforehim。
  “MyfirstmovementWatson,“saidhe,ashebustledintohis
  frockcoat,“must,asIsaid,beinthedirectionofBlackheath。”
  “AndwhynotNorwood?“
  “Becausewehaveinthiscaseonesingularincidentcomingclose
  totheheelsofanothersingularincident。Thepolicearemakingthe
  mistakeofconcentratingtheirattentionuponthesecond,becauseit
  happenstobetheonewhichisactuallycriminal。Butitisevidentto
  methatthelogicalwaytoapproachthecaseistobeginbytrying
  tothrowsomelightuponthefirstincident-thecuriouswill,so
  suddenlymade,andtosounexpectedanheir。Itmaydosomethingto
  simplifywhatfollowed。No,mydearfellow,Idon”tthinkyoucanhelp
  me。Thereisnoprospectofdanger,orIshouldnotdreamof
  stirringoutwithoutyou。ItrustthatwhenIseeyouinthe
  evening,IwillbeabletoreportthatIhavebeenabletodo
  somethingforthisunfortunateyoungster,whohasthrownhimself
  uponmyprotection。”
  Itwaslatewhenmyfriendreturned,andIcouldsee,byaglanceat
  hishaggardandanxiousface,thatthehighhopeswithwhichbehad
  startedhadnotbeenfulfilled。Foranhourhedronedawayuponhis
  violin,endeavouringtosoothehisownruffledspirits。Atlasthe
  flungdowntheinstrument,andplungedintoadetailedaccountof
  hismisadventures。
  “It”sallgoingwrong,Watson-allaswrongasitcango。Ikepta
  boldfacebeforeLestrade,but,uponmysoul,Ibelievethatfor
  oncethefellowisontherighttrackandweareonthewrong。All
  myinstinctsareoneway,andallthefactsaretheother,andI
  muchfearthatBritishjurieshavenotyetattainedthatpitchof
  intelligencewhentheywillgivethepreferencetomytheoriesover
  Lestrade”sfacts。”
  “DidyougotoBlackheath?“
  “Yes,Watson,Iwentthere,andIfoundveryquicklythatthelate
  lamentedOldacrewasaprettyconsiderableblackguard。Thefather
  wasawayinsearchofhisson。Themotherwasathome-alittle,
  fluffy,blue-eyedperson,inatremoroffearandindignation。Of
  course,shewouldnotadmiteventhepossibilityofhisguilt。Butshe
  wouldnotexpresseithersurpriseorregretoverthefateof
  Oldacre。Onthecontrary,shespokeofhimwithsuchbitternessthat
  shewasunconsciouslyconsiderablystrengtheningthecaseofthe
  policefor,ofcourse,ifhersonhadheardherspeakofthemanin
  thisfashion,itwouldpredisposehimtowardshatredandviolence。`He
  wasmorelikeamalignantandcunningapethanahumanbeing”said
  she,`andhealwayswas,eversincehewasayoungman。”
  “`Youknewhimatthattime?”saidI
  “`Yes,Iknewhimwell,infact,hewasanoldsuitorofmine。Thank
  heaventhatIhadthesensetoturnawayfromhimandtomarrya
  better,ifpoorer,man。Iwasengagedtohim,Mr。Holmes,whenIheard
  ashockingstoryofhowhehadturnedacatlooseinanaviary,and
  IwassohorrifiedathisbrutalcrueltythatIwouldhavenothing
  moretodowithhim。”Sherummagedinabureau,andpresentlyshe
  producedaphotographofawoman,shamefullydefacedandmutilated
  withaknife。`Thatismyownphotograph”shesaid。`Hesentittome
  inthatstate,withhiscurse,uponmyweddingmorning。”
  “`Well”saidI,`atleasthehasforgivenyounow,sincehehas
  leftallhispropertytoyourson。”
  “`NeithermysonnorIwantanythingfromJonasOldacre,deador
  alive!”shecried,withaproperspirit。`ThereisaGodinheaven,
  Ah,Holmes,andthatsameGodwhohaspunishedthatwickedmanwill
  show,inHisowngoodtime,thatmyson”shandsareguiltlessofhis
  blood。”
  “Well,Itriedoneortwoleads,butcouldgetatnothingwhich
  wouldhelpourhypothesis,andseveralpointswhichwouldmakeagainst
  it。IgaveitupatlastandoffIwenttoNorwood。
  “Thisplace,DeepDeneHouse,isabigmodernvillaofstaring
  brick,standingbackinitsowngrounds,withalaurel-clumpedlawnin
  frontofit。Totherightandsomedistancebackfromtheroadwasthe
  timber-yardwhichhadbeenthesceneofthefire。Here”sarough
  planonaleafofmynotebook。Thiswindowontheleftistheone
  whichopensintoOldacre”sroom。Youcanlookintoitfromtheroad,
  yousee。ThatisabouttheonlybitofconsolationIhavehad
  to-day。Lestradewasnotthere,buthisheadconstabledidthe
  honours。Theyhadjustfoundagreattreasuretrove。Theyhadspent
  themorningrakingamongtheashesoftheburnedwood-pile,and
  besidesthecharredorganicremainstheyhadsecuredseveral
  discolouredmetaldiscs。Iexaminedthemwithcare,andtherewasno
  doubtthattheyweretrouserbuttons。Ievendistinguishedthatoneof
  themwasmarkedwiththenameof`Hyams”whowasOldacrestailor。I
  thenworkedthelawnverycarefullyforsignsandtraces,butthis
  droughthasmadeeverythingashardasiron。Nothingwastobeseen
  savethatsomebodyorbundlehadbeendraggedthroughalowprivet
  hedgewhichisinalinewiththewood-pile。Allthat,ofcourse,fits
  inwiththeofficialtheory。IcrawledaboutthelawnwithanAugust
  sunonmyback,butIgotupattheendofanhournowiserthan
  before。
  “Well,afterthisfiascoIwentintothebedroomandexaminedthat
  also。Theblood-stainswereveryslight,meresmearsand
  discolourations,butundoubtedlyfresh。Thestickhadbeenremoved,
  buttherealsothemarkswereslight。Thereisnodoubtaboutthe
  stickbelongingtoourclient。Headmitsit。Footmarksofbothmen
  couldbemadeoutonthecarpet,butnoneofanythirdperson,which
  againisatrickfortheotherside。Theywerepilinguptheirscore
  allthetimeandwewereatastandstill。
  “OnlyonelittlegleamofhopedidIget-andyetitamountedto
  nothing。Iexaminedthecontentsofthesafe,mostofwhichhadbeen
  takenoutandleftonthetable。Thepapershadbeenmadeupinto
  sealedenvelopes,oneortwoofwhichhadbeenopenedbythepolice。
  Theywerenot,sofarasIcouldjudge,ofanygreatvalue,nordid
  thebank-bookshowthatMr。Oldacrewasinsuchveryaffluent
  circumstances。Butitseemedtomethatallthepaperswerenotthere。
  Therewereallusionstosomedeeds-possiblythemorevaluable-
  whichIcouldnotfind。This,ofcourse,ifwecoulddefinitely
  proveit,wouldturnLestrade”sargumentagainsthimself,forwho
  wouldstealathingifheknewthathewouldshortlyinheritit?
  “Finally,havingdrawneveryothercoverandpickedupnoscent,I
  triedmyluckwiththehousekeeper。Mrs。Lesingtonishername-a
  little,dark,silentperson,withsuspiciousandsidelongeyes。She
  couldtellussomethingifshewould-Iamconvincedofit。Butshe
  wasascloseaswax。Yes,shehadletMr。McFarlaneinathalfpast
  nine。Shewishedherhandhadwitheredbeforeshehaddoneso。Shehad
  gonetobedathalf-pastten。Herroomwasattheotherendofthe
  house,andshecouldhearnothingofwhathadpassed。Mr。McFarlane
  hadlefthishat,andtothebestofherhadbeenawakenedbythe
  alarmoffire。Herpoor,dearmasterhadcertainlybeenmurdered。
  Hadheanyenemies?Well,everymanhadenemies,butMr。Oldacre
  kepthimselfverymuchtohimself,andonlymetpeopleinthewayof
  business。Shehadseenthebuttons,andwassurethattheyhad
  belongedtotheclotheswhichhehadwornlastnight。Thewood-pile
  wasverydry,forithadnotrainedforamonth。Itburnedlike
  tinder,andbythetimeshereachedthespot,nothingcouldbeseen
  butflames。Sheandallthefiremensmelledtheburnedfleshfrom
  insideit。Sheknewnothingofthepapers,norofMr。Oldacre”s
  privateaffairs。
  “So,mydearWatson,there”smyreportofafailure。Andyet-and
  yet-“heclenchedhisthinhandsinaparoxysmofconviction-“I
  knowit”sallwrong。Ifeelitinmybones。Thereissomethingthat
  hasnotcomeout,andthathousekeeperknowsit。Therewasasortof
  sulkydefianceinhereyes,whichonlygoeswithguiltyknowledge。
  However,there”snogoodtalkinganymoreaboutit,Watson;butunless
  someluckychancecomesourwayIfearthattheNorwood
  DisappearanceCasewillnotfigureinthatchronicleofour
  successeswhichIforeseethatapatientpublicwillsoonerorlater
  havetoendure。”
  “Surely,“saidI,“theman”sappearancewouldgofarwithanyjury?“
  “ThatisadangerousargumentmydearWatson。Yourememberthat
  terriblemurderer,BertStevens,whowantedustogethimoffin”87?Wasthereeveramoremild-mannered,Sunday-schoolyoungman?“
  “Itistrue。”
  “Unlesswesucceedinestablishinganalternativetheory,thisman
  islost。Youcanhardlyfindaflawinthecasewhichcannowbe
  presentedagainsthim,andallfurtherinvestigationhasservedto
  strengthenit。Bytheway,thereisonecuriouslittlepointabout
  thosepaperswhichmayserveusasthestarting-pointforan
  inquiry。Onlookingoverthebank-bookIfoundthatthelowstateof
  thebalancewasprincipallyduetolargecheckswhichhavebeenmade
  outduringthelastyeartoMr。Cornelius。IconfessthatIshould
  beinterestedtoknowwhothisMr。Corneliusmaybewithwhoma
  retiredbuilderhashadsuchverylargetransactions。Isitpossible
  thathehashadahandintheaffair?Corneliusmightbeabroker,but
  wehavefoundnoscriptocorrespondwiththeselargepayments。
  Failinganyotherindication,myresearchesmustnowtakethe
  directionofaninquiryatthebankforthegentlemanwhohascashed
  thesechecks。ButIfear,mydearfellow,thatourcasewillend
  ingloriouslybyLestradehangingourclient,whichwillcertainlybea
  triumphforScotlandYard。”
  IdonotknowhowfarSherlockHolmestookanysleepthatnight,but
  whenIcamedowntobreakfastIfoundhimpaleandharassed,his
  brighteyesthebrighterforthedarkshadowsroundthem。Thecarpet
  roundhischairwaslitteredwithcigarette-endsandwiththeearly
  editionsofthemorningpapers。Anopentelegramlayuponthetable。
  “Whatdoyouthinkofthis,Watson?“heasked,tossingitacross。
  ItwasfromNorwood,andranasfollows:
  Importantfreshevidencetohand。McFarlane”sguiltdefinitely
  established。Adviseyoutoabandoncase。
  LESTRADE。
  “Thissoundsserious,“saidI。
  “ItisLestrade”slittlecock-a-doodleofvictory,“Holmesanswered,
  withabittersmile。“Andyetitmaybeprematuretoabandonthecase。
  Afterall,importantfreshevidenceisatwo-edgedthing,andmay
  possiblycutinaverydifferentdirectiontothatwhichLestrade
  imagines。Takeyourbreakfast,Watson,andwewillgoouttogetherand
  seewhatwecando。IfeelasifIshallneedyourcompanyandyour
  moralsupporttoday。”
  Myfriendhadnobreakfasthimself,foritwasoneofhis
  peculiaritiesthatinhismoreintensemomentshewouldpermithimself
  nofood,andIhaveknownhimpresumeuponhisironstrengthuntil
  hehasfaintedfrompureinanition。“AtpresentIcannotspare
  energyandnerveforcefordigestion,“hewouldsayinanswertomy
  medicalremonstrances。Iwasnotsurprised,therefore,whenthis
  morninghelefthisuntouchedmealbehindhim,andstartedwithmefor
  Norwood。AcrowdofmorbidsightseerswerestillgatheredroundDeep
  DeneHouse,whichwasjustsuchasuburbanvillaasIhadpictured。
  WithinthegatesLestrademetus,hisfaceflushedwithvictory,his
  mannergrosslytriumphant。
  “Well,Mr。Holmes,haveyouprovedustobewrongyet?Haveyou
  foundyourtramp?“hecried。
  “Ihaveformednoconclusionwhatever,“mycompanionanswered。
  “Butweformedoursyesterday,andnowitprovestobecorrect,so
  youmustacknowledgethatwehavebeenalittleinfrontofyouthis
  time,Mr。Holmes。”
  “Youcertainlyhavetheairofsomethingunusualhavingoccurred,“
  saidHolmes。
  Lestradelaughedloudly。
  “Youdon”tlikebeingbeatenanymorethantherestofusdo,“
  saidhe。“Amancan”texpectalwaystohaveithisownway,canhe,
  Dr。Watson?Stepthisway,ifyouplease,gentlemen,andIthinkIcan
  convinceyouonceforallthatitwasJohnMcFarlanewhodidthis
  crime。”
  Heledusthroughthepassageandoutintoadarkhallbeyond。
  “ThisiswhereyoungMcFarlanemusthavecomeouttogethishat
  afterthecrimewasdone,“saidhe。“Nowlookatthis。”With
  dramaticsuddennesshestruckamatch,andbyitslightexposeda
  stainofblooduponthewhitewashedwall。Asheheldthematchnearer,
  Isawthatitwasmorethanastain。Itwasthewell-markedprintofa
  thumb。
  “Lookatthatwithyourmagnifyingglass,Mr。Holmes。”
  “Yes,Iamdoingso。”
  “Youareawarethatnotwothumb-marksarealike?“
  “Ihaveheardsomethingofthekind。”
  “Well,then,willyoupleasecomparethatprintwiththiswax
  impressionofyoungMcFarlane”srightthumb,takenbymyordersthis
  morning?“
  Asheheldthewaxenprintclosetotheblood-stain,itdidnottake
  amagnifyingglasstoseethatthetwowereundoubtedlyfromthe
  samethumb。Itwasevidenttomethatourunfortunateclientwaslost。
  “Thatisfinal,“saidLestrade。
  “Yes,thatisfinal,“Iinvoluntarilyechoed。
  “Itisfinal,“saidHolmes。
  Somethinginhistonecaughtmyear,andIturnedtolookathim。An
  extraordinarychangehadcomeoverhisface。Itwaswrithingwith
  inwardmerriment。Histwoeyeswereshininglikestars。Itseemedto
  methathewasmakingdesperateeffortstorestrainaconvulsive
  attackoflaughter。
  “Dearme!Dearme!“hesaidatlast。“Well,now,whowouldhave
  thoughtit?Andhowdeceptiveappearancesmaybe,tobesure!Sucha
  niceyoungmantolookat!Itisalessontousnottotrustourown
  judgment,isitnot,Lestrade?“
  “Yes,someofusarealittletoomuchinclinedtobecock-sure,Mr。
  Holmes,“saidLestrade。Theman”sinsolencewasmaddening,butwe
  couldnotresentit。
  “Whataprovidentialthingthatthisyoungmanshouldpresshis
  rightthumbagainstthewallintakinghishatfromthepeg!Sucha
  verynaturalaction,too,ifyoucometothinkifit。”Holmeswas
  outwardlycalm,buthiswholebodygaveawriggleofsuppressed
  excitementashespoke。
  “Bytheway,Lestrade,whomadethisremarkablediscovery?“
  “Itwasthehousekeeper,Mrs。Lexington,whodrewthenight
  constable”sattentiontoit。”
  “Wherewasthenightconstable?“
  “Heremainedonguardinthebedroomwherethecrimewas
  committed,soastoseethatnothingwastouched。”
  “Butwhydidn”tthepoliceseethismarkyesterday?“
  “Well,wehadnoparticularreasontomakeacarefulexamination
  ofthehall。Besides,it”snotinaveryprominentplace,asyousee。”
  “No,no-ofcoursenot。Isupposethereisnodoubtthatthemark
  wasthereyesterday?“
  LestradelookedatHolmesasifhethoughthewasgoingoutofhis
  mind。IconfessthatIwasmyselfsurprisedbothathishilarious
  mannerandathisratherwildobservation。
  “Idon”tknowwhetheryouthinkthatMcFarlanecameoutofjailin
  thedeadofthenightinordertostrengthentheevidenceagainst
  himself,“saidLestrade。“Ileaveittoanyexpertintheworld
  whetherthatisnotthemarkofhisthumb。”
  “Itisunquestionablythemarkofhisthumb。”
  “There,that”senough,“saidLestrade。“Iamapracticalman,Mr。
  Holmes,andwhenIhavegotmyevidenceIcometomyconclusions。If
  youhaveanythingtosay,youwillfindmewritingmyreportinthe
  sitting-room。”
  Holmeshadrecoveredhisequanimity,thoughIstillseemedtodetect
  gleamsofamusementinhisexpression。
  “Dearme,thisisaverysaddevelopment,Watson,isitnot?“said
  he。“Andyettherearesingularpointsaboutitwhichholdoutsome
  hopesforourclient。”
  “Iamdelightedtohearit,“saidI,heartily。“Iwasafraidit
  wasallupwithhim。”
  “Iwouldhardlygosofarastosaythat,mydearWatson。Thefact
  isthatthereisonereallyseriousflawinthisevidencetowhichour
  friendattachessomuchimportance。”
  “Indeed,Holmes!Whatisit?“
  “Onlythis:thatIknowthatthatwasnottherewhenIexamined
  thehallyesterday。Andnow,Watson,letushavealittlestrollround
  inthesunshine。”
  Withaconfusedbrain,butwithaheartintowhichsomewarmthof
  hopewasreturning,Iaccompaniedmyfriendinawalkroundthe
  garden。Holmestookeachfaceofthehouseinturn,andexaminedit
  withgreatinterest。Hethenledthewayinside,andwentoverthe
  wholebuildingfrombasementtoattic。Mostoftheroomswere
  unfurnished,butnonethelessHolmesinspectedthemallminutely。
  Finally,onthetopcorridor,whichranoutsidethreeuntenanted
  bedrooms,heagainwasseizedwithaspasmofmerriment。
  “Therearereallysomeveryuniquefeaturesaboutthiscase,
  Watson,“saidhe。“Ithinkitistimenowthatwetookourfriend
  Lestradeintoourconfidence。Hehashadhislittlesmileatour
  expense,andperhapswemaydoasmuchbyhim,ifmyreadingofthis
  problemprovestobecorrect。Yes,yes,IthinkIseehowweshould
  approachit。”
  TheScotlandYardinspectorwasstillwritingintheparlourwhen
  Holmesinterruptedhim。
  “Iunderstoodthatyouwerewritingareportofthiscase,“saidhe。
  “SoIam。”
  “Don”tyouthinkitmaybealittlepremature?Ican”thelpthinking
  thatyourevidenceisnotcomplete。”
  Lestradeknewmyfriendtoowelltodisregardhiswords。Helaid
  downhispenandlookedcuriouslyathim。
  “Whatdoyoumean,Mr。Holmes?“
  “Onlythatthereisanimportantwitnesswhomyouhavenotseen。”
  “Canyouproducehim?“
  “IthinkIcan。”
  “Thendoso。”
  “Iwilldomybest。Howmanyconstableshaveyou?“
  “Therearethreewithincall。”
  “Excellent!“saidHolmes。“MayIaskiftheyarealllarge,
  able-bodiedmenwithpowerfulvoices?“
  “Ihavenodoubttheyare,thoughIfailtoseewhattheirvoices
  havetodowithit。”
  “PerhapsIcanhelpyoutoseethatandoneortwootherthingsas
  well,“saidHolmes。“Kindlysummonyourmen,andIwilltry。”
  Fiveminuteslater,threepolicemenhadassembledinthehall。
  “Intheouthouseyouwillfindaconsiderablequantityofstraw,“
  saidHolmes。“Iwillaskyoutocarryintwobundlesofit。Ithinkit
  willbeofthegreatestassistanceinproducingthewitnesswhomI
  require。Thankyouverymuch。Ibelieveyouhavesomematchesin
  yourpocketWatson。Now,Mr。Lestrade,Iwillaskyoualltoaccompany
  metothetoplanding。”
  AsIhavesaid,therewasabroadcorridorthere,whichran
  outsidethreeemptybedrooms。Atoneendofthecorridorwewereall
  marshalledbySherlockHolmes,theconstablesgrinningandLestrade
  staringatmyfriendwithamazement,expectation,andderisionchasing
  eachotheracrosshisfeatures。Holmesstoodbeforeuswiththeairof
  aconjurerwhoisperformingatrick。
  “Wouldyoukindlysendoneofyourconstablesfortwobucketsof
  water?Putthestrawonthefloorhere,freefromthewalloneither
  side。NowIthinkthatweareallready。”
  Lestrade”sfacehadbeguntogrowredandangry。
  “Idon”tknowwhetheryouareplayingagamewithus,Mr。Sherlock
  Holmes,“saidhe。“Ifyouknowanything,youcansurelysayitwithout
  allthistomfoolery。”
  “Iassureyou,mygoodLestrade,thatIhaveanexcellentreasonfor
  everythingthatIdo。Youmaypossiblyrememberthatyouchaffedme
  alittle,somehoursago,whenthesunseemedonyoursideofthe
  hedge,soyoumustnotgrudgemealittlepompandceremonynow。Might
  Iaskyou,Watson,toopenthatwindow,andthentoputamatchtothe
  edgeofthestraw?“
  Ididso,anddrivenbythedraughtacoilofgraysmokeswirled
  downthecorridor,whilethedrystrawcrackledandflamed。
  “Nowwemustseeifwecanfindthiswitnessforyou,Lestrade。
  MightIaskyoualltojoininthecryof`Fire!”?Nowthen;one,two,
  three-“
  “Fire!“weallyelled。
  “Thankyou。Iwilltroubleyouonceagain。”
  “Fire!“
  “Justoncemore,gentlemen,andalltogether。”
  “Fire!“TheshoutmusthaverungoverNorwood。
  Ithadhardlydiedawaywhenanamazingthinghappened。Adoor
  suddenlyflewopenoutofwhatappearedtobesolidwallattheendof
  thecorridor,andalittle,wizenedmandartedoutofit,likea
  rabbitoutofitsburrow。
  “Capital!“saidHolmes,calmly。“Watson,abucketofwaterover
  thestraw。Thatwilldo!Lestrade,allowmetopresentyouwithyour
  principalmissingwitness,Mr。JonasOldacre。”
  Thedetectivestaredatthenewcomerwithblankamazement。The
  latterwasblinkinginthebrightlightofthecorridor,andpeering
  atusandatthesmoulderingfire。Itwasanodiousface-crafty,
  vicious,malignant,withshifty,light-grayeyesandwhitelashes。
  “What”sthis,then?“saidLestrade,atlast。“Whathaveyoubeen
  doingallthistime,eh?“
  Oldacregaveanuneasylaugh,shrinkingbackfromthefuriousred
  faceoftheangrydetective。
  “Ihavedonenoharm。”
  “Noharm?Youhavedoneyourbesttogetaninnocentmanhanged。
  Ifitwasn”tthisgentlemanhere,Iamnotsurethatyouwouldnot
  havesucceeded。”
  Thewretchedcreaturebegantowhimper。
  “Iamsure,sir,itwasonlymypracticaljoke。”
  “Oh!ajoke,wasit?Youwon”tfindthelaughonyourside,Ipromise
  you。Takehimdown,andkeephiminthesitting-roomuntilIcome。Mr。
  Holmes,“hecontinued,whentheyhadgone,“Icouldnotspeakbefore
  theconstables,butIdon”tmindsaying,inthepresenceofDr。
  Watson,thatthisisthebrightestthingthatyouhavedoneyet,
  thoughitisamysterytomehowyoudidit。Youhavesavedan
  innocentman”slife,andyouhavepreventedaverygravescandal,
  whichwouldhaveruinedmyreputationintheForce。”
  Holmessmiled,andclappedLestradeupontheshoulder。
  “Insteadofbeingruined,mygoodsir,youwillfindthatyour
  reputationhasbeenenormouslyenhanced。Justmakeafewalterations
  inthatreportwhichyouwerewriting,andtheywillunderstandhow
  harditistothrowdustintheeyesofInspectorLestrade。”
  “Andyoudon”twantyournametoappear?“
  “Notatall。Theworkisitsownreward。PerhapsIshallgetthe
  creditalsoatsomedistantday,whenIpermitmyzealoushistorianto
  layouthisfoolscaponcemore-eh,Watson?Well,now,letussee
  wherethisrathasbeenlurking。”
  Alath-and-plasterpartitionhadbeenrunacrossthepassagesix
  feetfromtheend,withadoorcunninglyconcealedinit。Itwaslit
  withinbyslitsundertheeaves。Afewarticlesoffurnitureanda
  supplyoffoodandwaterwerewithin,togetherwithanumberof
  booksandpapers。
  “There”stheadvantageofbeingabuilder,“saidHolmes,aswe
  cameout。“Hewasabletofixuphisownlittlehiding-placewithout
  anyconfederate-save,ofcourse,thatprecioushousekeeperofhis,
  whomIshouldlosenotimeinaddingtoyourbag,Lestrade。”
  “I”lltakeyouradvice。Buthowdidyouknowofthisplace,Mr。
  Holmes?“
  “Imadeupmymindthatthefellowwasinhidinginthehouse。
  WhenIpacedonecorridorandfounditsixfeetshorterthanthe
  correspondingonebelow,itwasprettyclearwherehewas。Ithought
  hehadnotthenervetoliequietbeforeanalarmoffire。Wecould,
  ofcourse,havegoneinandtakenhim,butitamusedmetomakehim
  revealhimself。Besides,Iowedyoualittlemystification,
  Lestrade,foryourchaffinthemorning。”
  “Well,sir,youcertainlygotequalwithmeonthat。Buthowin
  theworlddidyouknowthathewasinthehouseatall?“
  “Thethumb-mark,Lestrade。Yousaiditwasfinal;andsoitwas,
  inaverydifferentsense。Iknewithadnotbeentheretheday
  before。Ipayagooddealofattentiontomattersofdetail,asyou
  mayhaveobserved,andIhadexaminedthehall,andwassurethat
  thewallwasclear。Therefore,ithadbeenputonduringthenight。”
  “Buthow?“
  “Verysimply。Whenthosepacketsweresealedup,JonasOldacregot
  McFarlanetosecureoneofthesealsbyputtinghisthumbuponthe
  softwax。Itwouldbedonesoquicklyandsonaturally,thatIdaresay
  theyoungmanhimselfhasnorecollectionofit。Verylikelyitjust
  sohappened,andOldacrehadhimselfnonotionoftheusehewouldput
  itto。Broodingoverthecaseinthatdenofhis,itsuddenlystruck
  himwhatabsolutelydamningevidencehecouldmakeagainstMcFarlane
  byusingthatthumb-mark。Itwasthesimplestthingintheworldfor
  himtotakeawaximpressionfromtheseal,tomoistenitinasmuch
  bloodashecouldgetfromapin-prick,andtoputthemarkuponthe
  wallduringthenight,eitherwithhisownhandorwiththatofhis
  housekeeper。Ifyouexamineamongthosedocumentswhichhetookwith
  himintohisretreat,Iwilllayyouawagerthatyoufindtheseal
  withthethumb-markuponit。”
  “Wonderful!“saidLestrade。“Wonderful!It”sallasclearas
  crystal,asyouputit。Butwhatistheobjectofthisdeepdeception,
  Mr。Holmes?“
  Itwasamusingtometoseehowthedetective”soverbearingmanner
  hadchangedsuddenlytothatofachildaskingquestionsofits
  teacher。
  “Well,Idon”tthinkthatisveryhardtoexplain。Averydeep,
  malicious,vindictivepersonisthegentlemanwhoisnowwaitingus
  downstairs。YouknowthathewasoncerefusedbyMcFarlane”smother?
  Youdon”t!ItoldyouthatyoushouldgotoBlackheathfirstand
  Norwoodafterwards。Well,thisinjury,ashewouldconsiderit,has
  rankledinhiswicked,schemingbrain,andallhislifehehas
  longedforvengeance,butneverseenhischance。Duringthelast
  yearortwo,thingshavegoneagainsthim-secretspeculation,I
  think-andhefindshimselfinabadway。Hedeterminestoswindlehis
  creditors,andforthispurposehepayslargecheckstoacertain
  Mr。Cornelius,whois,Iimagine,himselfunderanothername。Ihave
  nottracedthesechecksyet,butIhavenodoubtthattheywerebanked
  underthatnameatsomeprovincialtownwhereOldacrefromtimeto
  timeledadoubleexistence。Heintendedtochangehisname
  altogether,drawthismoney,andvanish,startinglifeagain
  elsewhere。”
  “Well,that”slikelyenough。”
  “Itwouldstrikehimthatindisappearinghemightthrowallpursuit
  offhistrack,andatthesametimehaveanampleandcrushingrevenge
  uponhisoldsweetheart,ifhecouldgivetheimpressionthathehad
  beenmurderedbyheronlychild。Itwasamasterpieceofvillainy,and
  hecarrieditoutlikeamaster。Theideaofthewill,whichwould
  giveanobviousmotiveforthecrime,thesecretvisitunknownto
  hisownparents,theretentionofthestick,theblood,andtheanimal
  remainsandbuttonsinthewood-pile,allwereadmirable。Itwasanet
  fromwhichitseemedtome,afewhoursago,thattherewasno
  possibleescape。Buthehadnotthatsupremegiftoftheartist,the
  knowledgeofwhentostop。Hewishedtoimprovethatwhichwasalready
  perfect-todrawtheropetighteryetroundtheneckofhis
  unfortunatevictim-andsoheruinedall。Letusdescend,Lestrade。
  TherearejustoneortwoquestionsthatIwouldaskhim。”
  Themalignantcreaturewasseatedinhisownparlour,witha
  policemanuponeachsideofhim。
  “Itwasajoke,mygoodsir-apracticaljoke,nothingmore,“he
  whinedincessantly。“Iassureyou,sir,thatIsimplyconcealedmyself
  inordertoseetheeffectofmydisappearance,andIamsurethatyou
  wouldnotbesounjustastoimaginethatIwouldhaveallowedany
  harmtobefallpooryoungMr。McFarlane。”
  “That”sforajurytodecide,“saidLestrade。“Anyhow,weshallhave
  youonachargeofconspiracy,ifnotforattemptedmurder。”
  “Andyou”llprobablyfindthatyourcreditorswillimpoundthe
  bankingaccountofMr。Cornelius,“saidHolmes。
  Thelittlemanstarted,andturnedhismalignanteyesuponmy
  friend。
  “Ihavetothankyouforagooddeal,“saidhe。“PerhapsI”llpaymy
  debtsomeday。”
  Holmessmiledindulgently。
  “Ifancythat,forsomefewyears,youwillfindyourtimevery
  fullyoccupied,“saidhe。“Bytheway,whatwasityouputintothe
  wood-pilebesidesyouroldtrousers?Adeaddog,orrabbits,or
  what?Youwon”ttell?Dearme,howveryunkindofyou!Well,well,I
  daresaythatacoupleofrabbitswouldaccountbothfortheblood
  andforthecharredashes。Ifeveryouwriteanaccount,Watson,you
  canmakerabbitsserveyourturn。”-
  THEEND。
  1904
  SHERLOCKHOLMES
  THEADVENTUREOFTHEPRIORYSCHOOL
  bySirArthurConanDoyle
  THEADVENTUREOFTHEPRIORYSCHOOL
  Wehavehadsomedramaticentrancesandexitsuponoursmallstage
  atBakerStreet,butIcannotrecollectanythingmoresuddenand
  startlingthanthefirstappearanceofThorneycroftHuxtable,M。A。,
  Ph。D。,etc。Hiscard,whichseemedtoosmalltocarrytheweightof
  hisacademicdistinctions,precededhimbyafewseconds,andthen
  heenteredhimself-solarge,sopompous,andsodignifiedthathewas
  theveryembodimentofself-possessionandsolidity。Andyethisfirst
  action,whenthedoorhadclosedbehindhim,wastostaggeragainst
  thetable,whenceheslippeddownuponthefloor,andtherewasthat
  majesticfigureprostrateandinsensibleuponourbearskinhearthrug。
  Wehadsprungtoourfeet,andforafewmomentswestaredinsilent
  amazementatthisponderouspieceofwreckage,whichtoldofsome
  suddenandfatalstormfaroutontheoceanoflife。ThenHolmes
  hurriedwithacushionforhishead,andIwithbrandyforhislips。
  Theheavy,whitefacewasseamedwithlinesoftrouble,thehanging
  pouchesundertheclosedeyeswereleadenincolour,theloosemouth
  droopeddolorouslyatthecorners,therollingchinswereunshaven。
  Collarandshirtborethegrimeofalongjourney,andthehair
  bristledunkemptfromthewell-shapedhead。Itwasasorelystricken
  manwholaybeforeus。
  “Whatisit,Watson?“askedHolmes。
  “Absoluteexhaustion-possiblymerehungerandfatigue,“saidI,
  withmyfingeronthethreadypulse,wherethestreamoflifetrickled
  thinandsmall。
  “ReturnticketfromMackleton,inthenorthofEngland,“said
  Holmes,drawingitfromthewatch-pocket。“Itisnottwelveo”clock
  yetHehascertainlybeenanearlystarter。”
  Thepuckeredeyelidshadbeguntoquiver,andnowapairofvacant
  grayeyeslookedupatus。Aninstantlaterthemanhadscrambledon
  tohisfeet,hisfacecrimsonwithshame。
  “Forgivethisweakness,Mr。Holmes,Ihavebeenalittle
  overwrought。Thankyou,ifImighthaveaglassofmilkandabiscuit,
  IhavenodoubtthatIshouldbebetter。Icamepersonally,Mr。
  Holmes,inordertoinsurethatyouwouldreturnwithme。Ifeared
  thatnotelegramwouldconvinceyouoftheabsoluteurgencyofthe
  case。”
  “Whenyouarequiterestored-“
  “Iamquitewellagain。IcannotimaginehowIcametobesoweak。I
  wishyou,Mr。Holmes,tocometoMackletonwithmebythenexttrain。”
  Myfriendshookhishead。
  “Mycolleague,Dr。Watson,couldtellyouthatweareverybusyat
  present。IamretainedinthiscaseoftheFerrersDocuments,and
  theAbergavennymurderiscomingupfortrial。Onlyaveryimportant
  issuecouldcallmefromLondonatpresent。”
  “Important!“Ourvisitorthrewuphishands。“Haveyouheardnothing
  oftheabductionoftheonlysonoftheDukeofHoldernesse?“
  “What!thelateCabinetMinister?“
  “Exactly。Wehadtriedtokeepitoutofthepapers,buttherewas
  somerumorintheGlobelastnight。Ithoughtitmighthavereached
  yourears。”
  Holmesshotouthislong,thinarmandpickedoutVolume“H“in
  hisencyclopaediaofreference。
  “`Holdernesse,6thDuke,K。G。,P。C。”-halfthealphabet!”Baron
  Beverley,EarlofCarston”-dearme,whatalist!”LordLieutenant
  ofHallamshiresince1900。MarriedEdith,daughterofSirCharles
  Appledore,1888。Heirandonlychild,LordSaltire。Ownsabouttwo
  hundredandfiftythousandacres。MineralsinLancashireandWales。
  Address:CarltonHouseTerrace;HoldernesseHall,Hallamshire;Carston
  Castle,Bangor,Wales。LordoftheAdmiralty,1872;ChiefSecretaryof
  Statefor-”Well,well,thismaniscertainlyoneofthegreatest
  subjectsoftheCrown!“
  “Thegreatestandperhapsthewealthiest。Iamaware,Mr。Holmes,
  thatyoutakeaveryhighlineinprofessionalmatters,andthatyou
  arepreparedtoworkforthework”ssake。Imaytellyou,however,
  thathisGracehasalreadyintimatedthatacheckforfivethousand
  poundswillbehandedovertothepersonwhocantellhimwherehis
  sonis,andanotherthousandtohimwhocannamethemanormenwho
  havetakenhim。”
  “Itisaprincelyoffer,“saidHolmes。“Watson,Ithinkthatwe
  shallaccompanyDr。HuxtablebacktothenorthofEngland。Andnow,
  Dr。Huxtable,whenyouhaveconsumedthatmilk,youwillkindlytell
  mewhathashappened,whenithappened,howithappened,and,finally,
  whatDr。ThorneycroftHuxtable,ofthePriorySchool,near
  Mackleton,hastodowiththematter,andwhyhecomesthreedays
  afteranevent-thestateofyourchingivesthedate-toaskformy
  humbleservices。”
  Ourvisitorhadconsumedhismilkandbiscuits。Thelighthadcome
  backtohiseyesandthecolourtohischeeks,ashesethimself
  withgreatvigourandluciditytoexplainthesituation。
  “Imustinformyou,gentlemen,thatthePrioryisapreparatory
  school,ofwhichIamthefounderandprincipal。Huxtable”sSidelights
  onHoracemaypossiblyrecallmynametoyourmemories。ThePrioryis,
  withoutexception,thebestandmostselectpreparatoryschoolin
  England。LordLeverstoke,theEarlofBlackwater,SirCathcartSoames-
  theyallhaveintrustedtheirsonstome。ButIfeltthatmyschool
  hadreacheditszenithwhen,weeksago,theDukeofHoldernessesent
  Mr。JamesWilder,hissecretary,withintimationthatyoungLord
  Saltire,tenyearsold,hisonlysonandheir,wasabouttobe
  committedtomycharge。LittledidIthinkthatthiswouldbethe
  preludetothemostcrushingmisfortuneofmylife。
  “OnMay1sttheboyarrived,thatbeingthebeginningofthe
  summerterm。Hewasacharmingyouth,andhesoonfellintoour
  ways。Imaytellyou-ItrustthatIamnotindiscreet,but
  half-confidencesareabsurdinsuchacase-thathewasnotentirely
  happyathome。ItisanopensecretthattheDuke”smarriedlifehad
  notbeenapeacefulone,andthematterhadendedinaseparationby
  mutualconsent,theDuchesstakingupherresidenceinthesouthof
  France。Thishadoccurredveryshortlybefore,andtheboy”s
  sympathiesareknowntohavebeenstronglywithhismother。Hemoped
  afterherdeparturefromHoldernesseHall,anditwasforthis
  reasonthattheDukedesiredtosendhimtomyestablishment。Ina
  fortnighttheboywasquiteathomewithusandwasapparently
  absolutelyhappy。
  “HewaslastseenonthenightofMay13th-thatis,thenightof
  lastMonday。Hisroomwasonthesecondfloorandwasapproached
  throughanotherlargerroom,inwhichtwoboysweresleeping。These
  boyssawandheardnothing,sothatitiscertainthatyoungSaltire
  didnotpassoutthatway。Hiswindowwasopen,andthereisastout
  ivyplantleadingtotheground。Wecouldtracenofootmarksbelow,
  butitissurethatthisistheonlypossibleexit。
  “Hisabsencewasdiscoveredatseveno”clockonTuesdaymorning。His
  bedhadbeensleptin。Hehaddressedhimselffully,beforegoingoff,
  inhisusualschoolsuitofblackEtonjacketanddarkgray
  trousers。Therewerenosignsthatanyonehadenteredtheroom,andit
  isquitecertainthatanythinginthenatureofcriesoronesstruggle
  wouldhavebeenheard,sinceCaunter,theelderboyintheinnerroom,
  isaverylightsleeper。
  “WhenLordSaltire”sdisappearancewasdiscovered,Iatonce
  calledarollofthewholeestablishment-boys,masters,andservants。
  ItwasthenthatweascertainedthatLordSaltirehadnotbeenalone
  inhisflight。Heidegger,theGermanmaster,wasmissing。Hisroomwas
  onthesecondfloor,atthefartherendofthebuilding,facingthe
  samewayasLordSaltire”s。Hisbedhadalsobeensleptin,buthehad
  apparentlygoneawaypartlydressed,sincehisshirtandsockswere
  lyingonthefloor。Hehadundoubtedlylethimselfdownbytheivy,
  forwecouldseethemarksofhisfeetwherehehadlandedonthe
  lawn。Hisbicyclewaskeptinasmallshedbesidethislawn,andit
  alsowasgone。
  “Hehadbeenwithmefortwoyears,andcamewiththebest
  references,buthewasasilent,moroseman,notverypopulareither
  withmastersorboys。Notracecouldbefoundofthefugitives,and
  now,onThursdaymorning,weareasignorantaswewereonTuesday。
  Inquirywas,ofcourse,madeatonceatHoldernesseHall。Itisonlya
  fewmilesaway,andweimaginedthat,insomesuddenattackof
  homesickness,hehadgonebacktohisfather,butnothinghadbeen
  heardofhim。TheDukeisgreatlyagitated,and,astome,youhave
  seenyourselvesthestateofnervousprostrationtowhichthesuspense
  andtheresponsibilityhavereducedme。Mr。Holmes,ifeveryouput
  forwardyourfullpowers,Iimploreyoutodosonow,forneverin
  yourlifecouldyouhaveacasewhichismoreworthyofthem。”
  SherlockHolmeshadlistenedwiththeutmostintentnesstothe
  statementoftheunhappyschoolmaster。Hisdrawnbrowsandthedeep
  furrowbetweenthemshowedthatheneedednoexhortationto
  concentrateallhisattentionuponaproblemwhich,apartfromthe
  tremendousinterestsinvolvedmustappealsodirectlytohisloveof
  thecomplexandtheunusual。Henowdrewouthisnotebookandjotted
  downoneortwomemoranda。
  “Youhavebeenveryremissinnotcomingtomesooner,“saidhe,
  severely。“Youstartmeonmyinvestigationwithaveryserious
  handicap。Itisinconceivable,forexample,thatthisivyandthis
  lawnwouldhaveyieldednothingtoanexpertobserver。”
  “Iamnottoblame,Mr。Holmes。HisGracewasextremelydesirous
  toavoidallpublicscandal。Hewasafraidofhisfamilyunhappiness
  beingdraggedbeforetheworld。Hehasadeephorrorofanythingof
  thekind。”
  “Buttherehasbeensomeofficialinvestigation?“
  “Yes,sir,andithasprovedmostdisappointing。Anapparentclue
  wasatonceobtained,sinceaboyandayoungmanwerereportedto
  havebeenseenleavinganeighbouringstationbyanearlytrain。
  Onlylastnightwehadnewsthatthecouplehadbeenhunteddownin
  Liverpool,andtheyprovetohavenoconnectionwhateverwiththe
  matterinhand。Thenitwasthatinmydespairanddisappointment,
  afterasleeplessnight,Icamestraighttoyoubytheearlytrain。”
  “Isupposethelocalinvestigationwasrelaxedwhilethisfalseclue
  wasbeingfollowedup?“
  “Itwasentirelydropped。”
  “Sothatthreedayshavebeenwasted。Theaffairhasbeenmost
  deplorablyhandled。”
  “Ifeelitandadmitit。”
  “Andyettheproblemshouldbecapableofultimatesolution。Ishall
  beveryhappytolookintoit。Haveyoubeenabletotraceany
  connectionbetweenthemissingboyandthisGermanmaster?“
  “Noneatall。”
  “Washeinthemaster”sclass?“
  “No,heneverexchangedawordwithhim,sofarasIknow。”
  “Thatiscertainlyverysingular。Hadtheboyabicycle?“
  “No。”
  “Wasanyotherbicyclemissing?“
  “No。”
  “Isthatcertain?“
  “Quite。”
  “Well,now,youdonotmeantoseriouslysuggestthatthisGerman
  rodeoffuponabicycleinthedeadofthenight,bearingtheboyin
  hisarms?“
  “Certainlynot。”
  “Thenwhatisthetheoryinyourmind?“
  “Thebicyclemayhavebeenablind。Itmayhavebeenhidden
  somewhere,andthepairgoneoffonfoot。”
  “Quiteso,butitseemsratheranabsurdblind,doesitnot?Were
  thereotherbicyclesinthisshed?“
  “Several。”
  “Wouldhenothavehiddenacouple,hadhedesiredtogivethe
  ideathattheyhadgoneoffuponthem?“
  “Isupposehewould。”
  “Ofcoursehewould。Theblindtheorywon”tdo。Buttheincident
  isanadmirablestarting-pointforaninvestigation。Afterall,a
  bicycleisnotaneasythingtoconcealortodestroy。Oneother
  question。Didanyonecalltoseetheboyonthedaybeforehe
  disappeared?“
  “No。”
  “Didhegetanyletters?“
  “Yes,oneletter。”
  “Fromwhom?“
  “Fromhisfather。”
  “Doyouopentheboys”letters?“
  “No。”
  “Howdoyouknowitwasfromthefather?“
  “Thecoatofarmswasontheenvelope,anditwasaddressedinthe
  Duke”speculiarstiffhand。Besides,theDukeremembershaving
  written。”
  “Whenhadhealetterbeforethat?“
  “Notforseveraldays。”
  “HadheeveronefromFrance?“
  “No,never。
  “Youseethepointofmyquestions,ofcourse。Eithertheboywas
  carriedoffbyforceorhewentofhisownfreewill。Inthelatter
  case,youwouldexpectthatsomepromptingfromoutsidewouldbe
  neededtomakesoyoungaladdosuchathing。Ifhehashadno
  visitors,thatpromptingmusthavecomeinletters;henceItryto
  findoutwhowerehiscorrespondents。”
  “IfearIcannothelpyoumuch。Hisonlycorrespondent,sofaras
  Iknow,washisownfather。”
  “Whowrotetohimontheverydayofhisdisappearance。Werethe
  relationsbetweenfatherandsonveryfriendly?“
  “HisGraceisneververyfriendlywithanyone。Heiscompletely
  immersedinlargepublicquestions,andisratherinaccessibleto
  allordinaryemotions。Buthewasalwayskindtotheboyinhisown
  way。”
  “Buttheofthelatterwerewiththemother?“
  “Yes。”
  “Didhesayso?“
  “No。”
  “TheDuke,then?“
  “Goodheaven,no!“
  “Thenhowcouldyouknow?“
  “IhavehadsomeconfidentialtalkswithMr。JamesWilder,his
  Gracessecretary。ItwashewhogavemetheinformationaboutLord
  Saltire”sfeelings。”
  “Isee。Bytheway,thatlastletteroftheDukes-wasitfoundin
  theboy”sroomafterhewasgone?“
  “No,hehadtakenitwithhim。Ithink,Mr。Holmes,itistime
  thatwewereleavingforEuston。”
  “Iwillorderafour-wheeler。Inaquarterofanhour,weshallbe
  atyourservice。Ifyouaretelegraphinghome,Mr。Huxtable,it
  wouldbewelltoallowthepeopleinyourneighbourhoodtoimagine
  thattheinquiryisstillgoingoninLiverpool,orwhereverelsethat
  redherringledyourpack。InthemeantimeIwilldoalittlequiet
  workatyourowndoors,andperhapsthescentisnotsocoldbut
  thattwooldhoundslikeWatsonandmyselfmaygetasniffofit。”
  Thateveningfoundusinthecold,bracingatmosphereofthePeak
  country,inwhichDr。Huxtable”sfamousschoolissituated。Itwas
  alreadydarkwhenwereachedit。Acardwaslyingonthehalltable,
  andthebutlerwhisperedsomethingtohismaster,whoturnedtous
  withagitationineveryheavyfeature。
  “TheDukeishere,“saidhe。“TheDukeandMr。Wilderareinthe
  study。Come,gentlemen,andIwillintroduceyou。”
  Iwas,ofcourse,familiarwiththepicturesofthefamous
  statesman,butthemanhimselfwasverydifferentfromhis
  representation。Hewasatallandstatelyperson,scrupulously
  dressed,withadrawn,thinface,andanosewhichwasgrotesquely
  curvedandlong。Hiscomplexionwasofadeadpallor,whichwasmore
  startlingbycontrastwithalong,dwindlingbeardofvividred,which
  floweddownoverhiswhitewaistcoatwithhiswatch-chaingleaming
  throughitsfringe。Suchwasthestatelypresencewholookedstonily
  atusfromthecentreofDr。Huxtable”shearthrug。Besidehimstood
  averyyoungman,whomIunderstoodtobeWilder,theprivate
  secretary。Hewassmall,nervous,alertwithintelligentlight-blue
  eyesandmobilefeatures。Itwashewhoatonce,inanincisiveand
  positivetone,openedtheconversation。
  “Icalledthismorning,Dr。Huxtable,toolatetopreventyoufrom
  startingforLondon。IlearnedthatyourobjectwastoinviteMr。
  SherlockHolmestoundertaketheconductofthiscase。HisGraceis
  surprised,Dr。Huxtable,thatyoushouldhavetakensuchastep
  withoutconsultinghim。”
  “WhenIlearnedthatthepolicehadfailed-“
  “HisGraceisbynomeansconvincedthatthepolicehavefailed。”
  “Butsurely,Mr。Wilder-“
  “Youarewellaware,Dr。Huxtable,thathisGraceisparticularly
  anxioustoavoidallpublicscandal。Hepreferstotakeasfew
  peopleaspossibleintohisconfidence。”
  “Themattercanbeeasilyremedied,“saidthebrowbeatendoctor;
  “Mr。SherlockHolmescanreturntoLondonbythemorningtrain。”
  “Hardlythat,Doctor,hardlythat,“saidHolmes,inhisblandest
  voice。“Thisnorthernairisinvigoratingandpleasant,soIpropose
  tospendafewdaysuponyourmoors,andtooccupymymindasbestI
  may。WhetherIhavetheshelterofyourrooforofthevillageinnis,
  ofcourse,foryoutodecide。”
  Icouldseethattheunfortunatedoctorwasinthelaststageof
  indecision,fromwhichhewasrescuedbythedeep,sonorousvoiceof
  thered-beardedDuke,whichboomedoutlikeadinner-gong。
  “IagreewithMr。Wilder,Dr。Huxtable,thatyouwouldhavedone
  wiselytoconsultme。ButsinceMr。Holmeshasalreadybeentakeninto
  yourconfidence,itwouldindeedbeabsurdthatweshouldnotavail
  ourselvesofhisservices。Farfromgoingtotheinn,Mr。Holmes,I
  shouldbepleasedifyouwouldcomeandstaywithmeatHoldernesse
  Hall。”
  “IthankyourGrace。Forthepurposesofmyinvestigation,Ithink
  thatitwouldbewiserformetoremainatthesceneofthemystery。”
  “Justasyoulike,Mr。Holmes。AnyinformationwhichMr。WilderorI
  cangiveyouis,ofcourse,atyourdisposal。”
  “ItwillprobablybenecessaryformetoseeyouattheHall,“
  saidHolmes。“Iwouldonlyaskyounow,sir,whetheryouhaveformed
  anyexplanationinyourownmindastothemysteriousdisappearanceof
  yourson?“
  “NosirIhavenot。”
  “ExcusemeifIalludetothatwhichispainfultoyou,butIhave
  noalternative。DoyouthinkthattheDuchesshadanythingtodo
  withthematter?“
  Thegreatministershowedperceptiblehesitation。
  “Idonotthinkso,“hesaid,atlast。
  “Theothermostobviousexplanationisthatthechildhasbeen
  kidnappedforthepurposeoflevyingransom。Youhavenothadany
  demandofthesort?“
  “No,sir。”
  “Onemorequestion,yourGrace。Iunderstandthatyouwroteto
  yoursonuponthedaywhenthisincidentoccurred。”
  “No,Iwroteuponthedaybefore。”
  “Exactly。Buthereceiveditonthatday?“
  “Yes。”
  “Wasthereanythinginyourletterwhichmighthaveunbalancedhim
  orinducedhimtotakesuchastep?“
  “No,sir,certainlynot。”
  “Didyoupostthatletteryourself?“
  Thenobleman”sreplywasinterruptedbyhissecretary,whobroke
  inwithsomeheat。
  “HisGraceisnotinthehabitofpostinglettershimself,“saidhe。
  “Thisletterwaslaidwithothersuponthestudytable,andImyself
  puttheminthepost-bag。”
  “Youaresurethisonewasamongthem?“
  “Yes,Iobservedit。”
  “HowmanylettersdidyourGracewritethatday?“
  “Twentyorthirty。Ihavealargecorrespondence。Butsurelythisis
  somewhatirrelevant?“
  “Notentirely,“saidHolmes。
  “Formyownpart,“theDukecontinued,“Ihaveadvisedthepoliceto
  turntheirattentiontothesouthofFrance。Ihavealreadysaid
  thatIdonotbelievethattheDuchesswouldencouragesomonstrousan
  action,buttheladhadthemostwrongheadedopinions,anditis
  possiblethathemayhavefledtoher,aidedandabettedbythis
  German。Ithink,Dr。Huxtable,thatwewillnowreturntotheHall。”
  IcouldseethattherewereotherquestionswhichHolmeswould
  havewishedtoput,butthenobleman”sabruptmannershowedthatthe
  interviewwasatanend。Itwasevidentthattohisintensely
  aristocraticnaturethisdiscussionofhisintimatefamilyaffairs
  withastrangerwasmostabhorrent,andthathefearedlestevery
  freshquestionwouldthrowafiercerlightintothediscreetly
  shadowedcornersofhisducalhistory。
  Whenthenoblemanandhissecretaryhadleft,myfriendflung
  himselfatoncewithcharacteristiceagernessintotheinvestigation。
  Theboy”schamberwascarefullyexamined,andyieldednothingsave
  theabsoluteconvictionthatitwasonlythroughthewindowthathe
  couldhaveescaped。TheGermanmaster”sroomandeffectsgaveno
  furtherclue。Inhiscaseatrailerofivyhadgivenwayunderhis
  weight,andwesawbythelightofalanternthemarkonthelawn
  wherehisheelshadcomedown。Thatonedintintheshort,greengrass
  wastheonlymaterialwitnessleftofthisinexplicablenocturnal
  flight。
  SherlockHolmesleftthehousealone,andonlyreturnedafter
  eleven。Hehadobtainedalargeordnancemapoftheneighbourhood,and
  thishebroughtintomyroom,wherehelaiditoutonthebed,and,
  havingbalancedthelampinthemiddleofit,hebegantosmokeover
  it,andoccasionallytopointoutobjectsofinterestwiththereeking
  amberofhispipe。