“Well,Ifollowedyoutothedoor,andsomadesurethatIwasreallyanobjectofinteresttothecelebratedMr。SherlockHolmes。
ThenI,ratherimprudently,wishedyougoodnight,andstartedfortheTempletoseemyhusband。
“Weboththoughtthebestresourcewasflightwhenpursuedbysoformidableanantagonist;soyouwillfindthenestemptywhenyoucallto-morrow。Astothephotograph,yourclientmayrestinpeace。Iloveandamlovedbyabettermanthanhe。Thekingmaydowhathewillwithouthindrancefromonewhomhehascruellywronged。Ikeepitonlytosafeguardmyself,andpreserveaweaponwhichwillalwayssecuremefromanystepswhichhemighttakeinthefuture。Ileaveaphotographwhichhemightcaretopossess;
andIremain,dearMr。SherlockHolmes,verytrulyyours,“IRENENORTON,neeADLER。“
“Whatawoman——oh,whatawoman!“criedtheKingofBohemia,whenwehadallthreereadthisepistle。“DidInottellyouhowquickandresoluteshewas?Wouldshenothavemadeanadmirablequeen?
Isitnotapitythatshewasnotonmylevel?“
“FromwhatIhaveseenofthelady,sheseemsindeedtobeonaverydifferentleveltoyourmajesty,“saidHolmescoldly。“IamsorrythatIhavenotbeenabletobringyourmajesty’sbusinesstoamoresuccessfulconclusion。“
“Onthecontrary,mydearsir,“criedtheking,“nothingcouldbemoresuccessful。Iknowthatherwordisinviolate。Thephotographisnowassafeasifitwereinthefire。“
“Iamgladtohearyourmajestysayso。“
“Iamimmenselyindebtedtoyou。PraytellmeinwhatwayIcanrewardyou。Thisring——“Heslippedanemeraldsnakeringfromhisfinger,andhelditoutuponthepalmofhishand。
“YourmajestyhassomethingwhichIshouldvalueevenmorehighly,“
saidHolmes。
“Youhavebuttonameit。“
“Thisphotograph!“
Thekingstaredathiminamazement。
“Irene’sphotograph!“hecried。“Certainly,ifyouwishit。“
“Ithankyourmajesty。Thenthereisnomoretobedoneinthematter。Ihavethehonortowishyouaverygoodmorning。“Hebowed,andturningawaywithoutobservingthehandwhichthekinghadstretchedouttohim,hesetoffinmycompanyforhischambers。
AndthatwashowagreatscandalthreatenedtoaffectthekingdomofBohemia,andhowthebestplansofMr。SherlockHolmeswerebeatenbyawoman’swit。Heusedtomakemerryovertheclevernessofwomen,butIhavenotheardhimdoitoflate。AndwhenhespeaksofIreneAdler,orwhenhereferstoherphotograph,itisalwaysunderthehonorabletitleofTHEwoman。
TheRed-HeadedLeagueIhadcalleduponmyfriend,Mr。SherlockHolmes,onedayintheautumnoflastyear,andfoundhimindeepconversationwithaverystout,florid-facedelderlygentleman,withfieryredhair。Withanapologyformyintrusion,Iwasabouttowithdraw,whenHolmespulledmeabruptlyintotheroomandclosedthedoorbehindme。
“Youcouldnotpossiblyhavecomeatabettertime,mydearWatson,“hesaid,cordially。
“Iwasafraidthatyouwereengaged。“
“SoIam。Verymuchso。“
“ThenIcanwaitinthenextroom。“
“Notatall。Thisgentleman,Mr。Wilson,hasbeenmypartnerandhelperinmanyofmymostsuccessfulcases,andIhavenodoubtthathewillbeoftheutmostusetomeinyoursalso。“
Thestoutgentlemanhalfrosefromhischairandgaveabobofgreeting,withaquicklittlequestioningglancefromhissmall,fat-encircledeyes。
“Trythesettee,“saidHolmes,relapsingintohisarmchair,andputtinghisfingertipstogether,aswashiscustomwheninjudicialmoods。“Iknow,mydearWatson,thatyousharemyloveofallthatisbizarreandoutsidetheconventionsandhumdrumroutineofeverydaylife。Youhaveshownyourrelishforitbytheenthusiasmwhichhaspromptedyoutochronicle,and,ifyouwillexcusemysayingso,somewhattoembellishsomanyofmyownlittleadventures。“
“Yourcaseshaveindeedbeenofthegreatestinteresttome,“I
observed。
“YouwillrememberthatIremarkedtheotherday,justbeforewewentintotheverysimpleproblempresentedbyMissMarySutherland,thatforstrangeeffectsandextraordinarycombinationswemustgotolifeitself,whichisalwaysfarmoredaringthananyeffortoftheimagination。“
“ApropositionwhichItookthelibertyofdoubting。“
“Youdid,doctor,butnonethelessyoumustcomeroundtomyview,forotherwiseIshallkeeponpilingfactuponfactonyou,untilyourreasonbreaksdownunderthemandacknowledgemetoberight。
Now,Mr。JabezWilsonherehasbeengoodenoughtocalluponmethismorning,andtobeginanarrativewhichpromisestobeoneofthemostsingularwhichIhavelistenedtoforsometime。Youhaveheardmeremarkthatthestrangestandmostuniquethingsareveryoftenconnectednotwiththelargerbutwiththesmallercrimes,andoccasionally,indeed,wherethereisroomfordoubtwhetheranypositivecrimehasbeencommitted。AsfarasIhaveheard,itisimpossibleformetosaywhetherthepresentcaseisaninstanceofcrimeornot,butthecourseofeventsiscertainlyamongthemostsingularthatIhaveeverlistenedto。Perhaps,Mr。Wilson,youwouldhavethegreatkindnesstorecommenceyournarrative。Iaskyou,notmerelybecausemyfriend,Dr。Watson,hasnotheardtheopeningpart,butalsobecausethepeculiarnatureofthestorymakesmeanxioustohaveeverypossibledetailfromyourlips。Asarule,whenIhaveheardsomeslightindicationofthecourseofeventsIamabletoguidemyselfbythethousandsofothersimilarcaseswhichoccurtomymemory。InthepresentinstanceIamforcedtoadmitthatthefactsare,tothebestofmybelief,unique。“
Theportlyclientpuffedouthischestwithanappearanceofsomelittlepride,andpulledadirtyandwrinklednewspaperfromtheinsidepocketofhisgreatcoat。Asheglanceddowntheadvertisementcolumn,withhisheadthrustforward,andthepaperflattenedoutuponhisknee,Itookagoodlookattheman,andendeavored,afterthefashionofmycompanion,toreadtheindicationswhichmightbepresentedbyhisdressorappearance。
Ididnotgainverymuch,however,bymyinspection。OurvisitorboreeverymarkofbeinganaveragecommonplaceBritishtradesman,obese,pompous,andslow。Heworeratherbaggygrayshepherd’schecktrousers,anotover-cleanblackfrockcoat,unbuttonedinthefront,andadrabwaistcoatwithaheavybrassyAlbertchain,andasquarepiercedbitofmetaldanglingdownasanornament。A
frayedtophatandafadedbrownovercoatwithawrinkledvelvetcollarlayuponachairbesidehim。Altogether,lookasIwould,therewasnothingremarkableaboutthemansavehisblazingredheadandtheexpressionofextremechagrinanddiscontentuponhisfeatures。
SherlockHolmes’squickeyetookinmyoccupation,andheshookhisheadwithasmileashenoticedmyquestioningglances。“Beyondtheobviousfactsthathehasatsometimedonemanuallabor,thathetakessnuff,thatheisaFreemason,thathehasbeeninChina,andthathehasdoneaconsiderableamountofwritinglately,Icandeducenothingelse。“
Mr。JabezWilsonstartedupinhischair,withhisforefingeruponthepaper,buthiseyesuponmycompanion。
How,inthenameofgoodfortune,didyouknowallthat,Mr。
Holmes?“heasked。“Howdidyouknow,forexample,thatIdidmanuallabor?It’sastrueasgospel,forIbeganasaship’scarpenter。“
“Yourhands,mydearsir。Yourrighthandisquiteasizelargerthanyourleft。Youhaveworkedwithitandthemusclesaremoredeveloped。“
“Well,thesnuff,then,andtheFreemasonry?“
“Iwon’tinsultyourintelligencebytellingyouhowIreadthat,especiallyas,ratheragainstthestrictrulesofyourorder,youuseanarcandcompassbreastpin。“
“Ah,ofcourse,Iforgotthat。Butthewriting?“
“Whatelsecanbeindicatedbythatrightcuffsoveryshinyforfiveinches,andtheleftonewiththesmoothpatchneartheelbowwhereyourestituponthedesk。“
“Well,butChina?“
“ThefishwhichyouhavetattooedimmediatelyaboveyourwristcouldonlyhavebeendoneinChina。Ihavemadeasmallstudyoftattoomarks,andhaveevencontributedtotheliteratureofthesubject。Thattrickofstainingthefishes’scalesofadelicatepinkisquitepeculiartoChina。When,inaddition,IseeaChinesecoinhangingfromyourwatchchain,thematterbecomesevenmoresimple。“
Mr。JabezWilsonlaughedheavily。“Well,Inever!“saidhe。“I
thoughtatfirstthatyouhaddonesomethingclever,butIseethattherewasnothinginitafterall。“
“Ibegintothink,Watson,“saidHolmes,“thatImakeamistakeinexplaining。’Omneignotompromagnifico,’youknow,andmypoorlittlereputation,suchasitis,willsuffershipwreckifIamsocandid。Canyounotfindtheadvertisement,Mr。Wilson?“
“Yes,Ihavegotitnow,“heanswered,withhisthick,redfingerplantedhalfwaydownthecolumn。“Hereitis。Thisiswhatbeganitall。Youjustreaditforyourself,sir。“
Itookthepaperfromhimandreadasfollows:
“TOTHERED-HEADEDLEAGUE:OnaccountofthebequestofthelateEzekiahHopkins,ofLebanon,Pa。,U。S。A。,thereisnowanothervacancyopenwhichentitlesamemberoftheLeaguetoasalaryoffourpoundsaweekforpurelynominalservices。Allred-headedmenwhoaresoundinbodyandmindandabovetheageoftwenty-oneyearsareeligible。ApplyinpersononMonday,ateleveno’clock,toDuncanRoss,attheofficesoftheLeague,7Pope’sCourt,FleetStreet。“
“Whatonearthdoesthismean?“Iejaculated,afterIhadtwicereadovertheextraordinaryannouncement。
Holmeschuckledandwriggledinhischair,aswashishabitwheninhighspirits。“Itisalittleoffthebeatentrack,isn’tit?“
saidhe。“Andnow,Mr。Wilson,offyougoatscratch,andtellusallaboutyourself,yourhousehold,andtheeffectwhichthisadvertisementhaduponyourfortunes。Youwillfirstmakeanote,doctor,ofthepaperandthedate。“
“ItisTheMorningChronicleofApril27,1890。Justtwomonthsago。“
“Verygood。Now,Mr。Wilson。“
“Well,itisjustasIhavebeentellingyou,Mr。SherlockHolmes,“
saidJabezWilson,moppinghisforehead,“Ihaveasmallpawnbroker’sbusinessatSaxe-CoburgSquare,neartheCity。It’snotaverylargeaffair,andoflateyearsithasnotdonemorethanjustgivemealiving。Iusedtobeabletokeeptwoassistants,butnowIonlykeepone;andIwouldhaveajobtopayhimbutthatheiswillingtocomeforhalfwages,soastolearnthebusiness。“
“Whatisthenameofthisobligingyouth?“askedSherlockHolmes。
“HisnameisVincentSpaulding,andhe’snotsuchayoutheither。
It’shardtosayhisage。Ishouldnotwishasmarterassistant,Mr。Holmes;andIknowverywellthathecouldbetterhimself,andearntwicewhatIamabletogivehim。But,afterall,ifheissatisfied,whyshouldIputideasinhishead?“
“Why,indeed?Youseemmostfortunateinhavinganemployeewhocomesunderthefullmarketprice。Itisnotacommonexperienceamongemployersinthisage。Idon’tknowthatyourassistantisnotasremarkableasyouradvertisement。“
“Oh,hehashisfaults,too,“saidMr。Wilson。“Neverwassuchafellowforphotography。Snappingawaywithacamerawhenheoughttobeimprovinghismind,andthendivingdownintothecellarlikearabbitintoitsholetodevelophispictures。Thatishismainfault;but,onthewhole,he’sagoodworker。There’snoviceinhim。“
“Heisstillwithyou,Ipresume?“
“Yes,sir。Heandagirloffourteen,whodoesabitofsimplecooking,andkeepstheplaceclean——that’sallIhaveinthehouse,forIamawidower,andneverhadanyfamily。Weliveveryquietly,sir,thethreeofus;andwekeeparoofoverourheads,andpayourdebts,ifwedonothingmore。
“Thefirstthingthatputusoutwasthatadvertisement。
Spaulding,hecamedownintotheofficejustthisdayeightweeks,withthisverypaperinhishand,andhesays:
“’IwishtotheLord,Mr。Wilson,thatIwasaredheadedman。’
“’Whythat?’Iasks。
“’Why,’sayshe,’here’sanothervacancyontheLeagueoftheRed-
headedMen。It’sworthquitealittlefortunetoanymanwhogetsit,andIunderstandthattherearemorevacanciesthantherearemen,sothatthetrusteesareattheirwits’endwhattodowiththemoney。Ifmyhairwouldonlychangecolorhere’sanicelittlecriballreadyformetostepinto。’
“’Why,whatisit,then?’Iasked。Yousee,Mr。Holmes,Iamaverystay-at-homeman,and,asmybusinesscametomeinsteadofmyhavingtogotoit,Iwasoftenweeksonendwithoutputtingmyfootoverthedoormat。InthatwayIdidn’tknowmuchofwhatwasgoingonoutside,andIwasalwaysgladofabitofnews。
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