"ThereisArthurH。Staunton,therisingyoungforger,"
saidhe,"andtherewasHenryStaunton,whomIhelpedtohang,butGodfreyStauntonisanewnametome。"
Itwasourvisitor’sturntolooksurprised。
"Why,Mr。Holmes,Ithoughtyouknewthings,"saidhe。
"Isuppose,then,ifyouhaveneverheardofGodfreyStauntonyoudon’tknowCyrilOvertoneither?"
Holmesshookhisheadgood—humouredly。
"GreatScot!"criedtheathlete。"Why,IwasfirstreserveforEnglandagainstWales,andI’veskipperedthe’Varsityallthisyear。Butthat’snothing!Ididn’tthinktherewasasoulinEnglandwhodidn’tknowGodfreyStaunton,thecrackthree—quarter,Cambridge,Blackheath,andfiveInternationals。
GoodLord!Mr。Holmes,whereHAVEyoulived?"
Holmeslaughedattheyounggiant’snaiveastonishment。
"Youliveinadifferentworldtome,Mr。Overton,asweeterandhealthierone。Myramificationsstretchoutintomanysectionsofsociety,butnever,Iamhappytosay,intoamateursport,whichisthebestandsoundestthinginEngland。However,yourunexpectedvisitthismorningshowsmethateveninthatworldoffreshairandfairplaytheremaybeworkformetodo;
sonow,mygoodsir,Ibegyoutositdownandtotellmeslowlyandquietlyexactlywhatitisthathasoccurred,andhowyoudesirethatIshouldhelpyou。"
YoungOverton’sfaceassumedthebotheredlookofthemanwhoismoreaccustomedtousinghismusclesthanhiswits;butbydegrees,withmanyrepetitionsandobscuritieswhichImayomitfromhisnarrative,helaidhisstrangestorybeforeus。
"It’sthisway,Mr。Holmes。AsIhavesaid,IamtheskipperoftheRuggerteamofCambridge’Varsity,andGodfreyStauntonismybestman。To—morrowweplayOxford。YesterdayweallcameupandwesettledatBentley’sprivatehotel。Atteno’clockIwentroundandsawthatallthefellowshadgonetoroost,forIbelieveinstricttrainingandplentyofsleeptokeepateamfit。IhadawordortwowithGodfreybeforeheturnedin。Heseemedtometobepaleandbothered。Iaskedhimwhatwasthematter。Hesaidhewasallright——justatouchofheadache。Ibadehimgood—nightandlefthim。Halfanhourlatertheportertellsmethatarough—lookingmanwithabeardcalledwithanoteforGodfrey。Hehadnotgonetobedandthenotewastakentohisroom。Godfreyreaditandfellbackinachairasifhehadbeenpole—axed。Theporterwassoscaredthathewasgoingtofetchme,butGodfreystoppedhim,hadadrinkofwater,andpulledhimselftogether。Thenhewentdownstairs,saidafewwordstothemanwhowaswaitinginthehall,andthetwoofthemwentofftogether。Thelastthattheportersawofthem,theywerealmostrunningdownthestreetinthedirectionoftheStrand。ThismorningGodfrey’sroomwasempty,hisbedhadneverbeensleptin,andhisthingswerealljustasIhadseenthemthenightbefore。Hehadgoneoffatamoment’snoticewiththisstranger,andnowordhascomefromhimsince。Idon’tbelievehewillevercomeback。Hewasasportsman,wasGodfrey,downtohismarrow,andhewouldn’thavestoppedhistrainingandletinhisskipperifitwerenotforsomecausethatwastoostrongforhim。No;Ifeelasifheweregoneforgoodandweshouldneverseehimagain。"
SherlockHolmeslistenedwiththedeepestattentiontothissingularnarrative。
"Whatdidyoudo?"heasked。
"IwiredtoCambridgetolearnifanythinghadbeenheardofhimthere。Ihavehadananswer。Noonehasseenhim。"
"CouldhehavegotbacktoCambridge?"
"Yes,thereisalatetrain——quarter—pasteleven。"
"Butsofarasyoucanascertainhedidnottakeit?"
"No,hehasnotbeenseen。"
"Whatdidyoudonext?"
"IwiredtoLordMount—James。"
"WhytoLordMount—James?"
"Godfreyisanorphan,andLordMount—Jamesishisnearestrelative——hisuncle,Ibelieve。"
"Indeed。Thisthrowsnewlightuponthematter。
LordMount—JamesisoneoftherichestmeninEngland。"
"SoI’veheardGodfreysay。"
"Andyourfriendwascloselyrelated?"
"Yes,hewashisheir,andtheoldboyisnearlyeighty——
cramfullofgout,too。Theysayhecouldchalkhisbilliard—cuewithhisknuckles。HeneverallowedGodfreyashillinginhislife,forheisanabsolutemiser,butitwillallcometohimrightenough。"
"HaveyouheardfromLordMount—James?"
"No。"
"WhatmotivecouldyourfriendhaveingoingtoLordMount—James?"
"Well,somethingwasworryinghimthenightbefore,andifitwastodowithmoneyitispossiblethathewouldmakeforhisnearestrelativewhohadsomuchofit,thoughfromallIhaveheardhewouldnothavemuchchanceofgettingit。Godfreywasnotfondoftheoldman。Hewouldnotgoifhecouldhelpit。"
"Well,wecansoondeterminethat。Ifyourfriendwasgoingtohisrelative,LordMount—James,youhavethentoexplainthevisitofthisrough—lookingfellowatsolateanhour,andtheagitationthatwascausedbyhiscoming。"
CyrilOvertonpressedhishandstohishead。"Icanmakenothingofit,"saidhe。
"Well,well,Ihaveaclearday,andIshallbehappytolookintothematter,"saidHolmes。"Ishouldstronglyrecommendyoutomakeyourpreparationsforyourmatchwithoutreferencetothisyounggentleman。Itmust,asyousay,havebeenanoverpoweringnecessitywhichtorehimawayinsuchafashion,andthesamenecessityislikelytoholdhimaway。Letussteproundtogethertothishotel,andseeiftheportercanthrowanyfreshlightuponthematter。"
SherlockHolmeswasapast—masterintheartofputtingahumblewitnessathisease,andverysoon,intheprivacyofGodfreyStaunton’sabandonedroom,hehadextractedallthattheporterhadtotell。Thevisitorofthenightbeforewasnotagentleman,neitherwasheaworkingman。Hewassimplywhattheporterdescribedasa"medium—lookingchap";amanoffifty,beardgrizzled,paleface,quietlydressed。Heseemedhimselftobeagitated。Theporterhadobservedhishandtremblingwhenhehadheldoutthenote。GodfreyStauntonhadcrammedthenoteintohispocket。Stauntonhadnotshakenhandswiththemaninthehall。Theyhadexchangedafewsentences,ofwhichtheporterhadonlydistinguishedtheoneword"time。"Thentheyhadhurriedoffinthemannerdescribed。Itwasjusthalf—pasttenbythehallclock。
"Letmesee,"saidHolmes,seatinghimselfonStaunton’sbed。
"Youarethedayporter,areyounot?"
"Yes,sir;Igooffdutyateleven。"
"Thenightportersawnothing,Isuppose?"
"No,sir;onetheatrepartycameinlate。Nooneelse。"
"Wereyouondutyalldayyesterday?"
"Yes,sir。"
"DidyoutakeanymessagestoMr。Staunton?"
"Yes,sir;onetelegram。"
"Ah!that’sinteresting。Whato’clockwasthis?"
"Aboutsix。"
"WherewasMr。Stauntonwhenhereceivedit?"
"Hereinhisroom。"
"Wereyoupresentwhenheopenedit?"
"Yes,sir;Iwaitedtoseeiftherewasananswer。"
"Well,wasthere?"
"Yes,sir。Hewroteananswer。"
"Didyoutakeit?"
"No;hetookithimself。"
"Buthewroteitinyourpresence?"
"Yes,sir。Iwasstandingbythedoor,andhewithhisbackturnedatthattable。Whenhehadwrittenithesaid,`Allright,porter,Iwilltakethismyself。’"
"Whatdidhewriteitwith?"
"Apen,sir。"
"Wasthetelegraphicformoneoftheseonthetable?"
"Yes,sir;itwasthetopone。"
Holmesrose。Takingtheformshecarriedthemovertothewindowandcarefullyexaminedthatwhichwasuppermost。
"Itisapityhedidnotwriteinpencil,"saidhe,throwingthemdownagainwithashrugofdisappointment。"Asyouhavenodoubtfrequentlyobserved,Watson,theimpressionusuallygoesthrough——afactwhichhasdissolvedmanyahappymarriage。
However,Icanfindnotracehere。Irejoice,however,toperceivethathewrotewithabroad—pointedquillpen,andIcanhardlydoubtthatwewillfindsomeimpressionuponthisblotting—pad。Ah,yes,surelythisistheverything!"
Hetoreoffastripoftheblotting—paperandturnedtowardsusthefollowinghieroglyphic:——
GRAPHIC
CyrilOvertonwasmuchexcited。"Holdittotheglass!"hecried。
"Thatisunnecessary,"saidHolmes。"Thepaperisthin,andthereversewillgivethemessage。Hereitis。"
Heturneditoverandweread:——
GRAPHIC
"SothatisthetailendofthetelegramwhichGodfreyStauntondispatchedwithinafewhoursofhisdisappearance。
Thereareatleastsixwordsofthemessagewhichhaveescapedus;
butwhatremains——`StandbyusforGod’ssake!’——provesthatthisyoungmansawaformidabledangerwhichapproachedhim,andfromwhichsomeoneelsecouldprotecthim。`US,’markyou!
Anotherpersonwasinvolved。Whoshoulditbebutthepale—faced,beardedman,whoseemedhimselfinsonervousastate?
What,then,istheconnectionbetweenGodfreyStauntonandthebeardedman?Andwhatisthethirdsourcefromwhicheachofthemsoughtforhelpagainstpressingdanger?Ourinquiryhasalreadynarroweddowntothat。"
"Wehaveonlytofindtowhomthattelegramisaddressed,"
Isuggested。
"Exactly,mydearWatson。Yourreflection,thoughprofound,hadalreadycrossedmymind。ButIdaresayitmayhavecometoyournoticethatifyouwalkintoapost—officeanddemandtoseethecounterfoilofanotherman’smessagetheremaybesomedisinclinationonthepartoftheofficialstoobligeyou。Thereissomuchredtapeinthesematters!However,Ihavenodoubtthatwithalittledelicacyandfinessetheendmaybeattained。
Meanwhile,Ishouldlikeinyourpresence,Mr。Overton,togothroughthesepaperswhichhavebeenleftuponthetable。"
Therewereanumberofletters,bills,andnote—books,whichHolmesturnedoverandexaminedwithquick,nervousfingersanddarting,penetratingeyes。"Nothinghere,"hesaid,atlast。
"Bytheway,Isupposeyourfriendwasahealthyyoungfellow——
nothingamisswithhim?"
"Soundasabell。"
"Haveyoueverknownhimill?"
"Notaday。Hehasbeenlaidupwithahack,andonceheslippedhisknee—cap,butthatwasnothing。"
"Perhapshewasnotsostrongasyousuppose。Ishouldthinkhemayhavehadsomesecrettrouble。WithyourassentIwillputoneortwoofthesepapersinmypocket,incasetheyshouldbearuponourfutureinquiry。"
"Onemoment!onemoment!"criedaquerulousvoice,andwelookeduptofindaqueerlittleoldman,jerkingandtwitchinginthedoorway。Hewasdressedinrustyblack,withaverybroadbrimmedtop—hatandaloosewhitenecktie——thewholeeffectbeingthatofaveryrusticparsonorofanundertaker’smute。Yet,inspiteofhisshabbyandevenabsurdappearance,hisvoicehadasharpcrackle,andhismanneraquickintensitywhichcommandedattention。
"Whoareyou,sir,andbywhatrightdoyoutouchthisgentleman’spapers?"heasked。
"Iamaprivatedetective,andIamendeavouringtoexplainhisdisappearance。"
"Oh,youare,areyou?Andwhoinstructedyou,eh?"
"Thisgentleman,Mr。Staunton’sfriend,wasreferredtomebyScotlandYard。"
"Whoareyou,sir?"
"IamCyrilOverton。"
"Thenitisyouwhosentmeatelegram。MynameisLordMount—James。
IcameroundasquicklyastheBayswater’buswouldbringme。
Soyouhaveinstructedadetective?"
"Yes,sir。"
"Andareyoupreparedtomeetthecost?"
"Ihavenodoubt,sir,thatmyfriendGodfrey,whenwefindhim,willbepreparedtodothat。"
"Butifheisneverfound,eh?Answermethat!"
"Inthatcasenodoubthisfamily————"
"Nothingofthesort,sir!"screamedthelittleman。
"Don’tlooktomeforapenny——notapenny!Youunderstandthat,Mr。Detective!Iamallthefamilythatthisyoungmanhasgot,andItellyouthatIamnotresponsible。IfhehasanyexpectationsitisduetothefactthatIhaveneverwastedmoney,andIdonotproposetobegintodosonow。Astothosepaperswithwhichyouaremakingsofree,Imaytellyouthatincasethereshouldbeanythingofanyvalueamongthemyouwillbeheldstrictlytoaccountforwhatyoudowiththem。"
"Verygood,sir,"saidSherlockHolmes。"MayIaskinthemeanwhilewhetheryouhaveyourselfanytheorytoaccountforthisyoungman’sdisappearance?"
"No,sir,Ihavenot。Heisbigenoughandoldenoughtolookafterhimself,andifheissofoolishastolosehimselfI
entirelyrefusetoaccepttheresponsibilityofhuntingforhim。"
"Iquiteunderstandyourposition,"saidHolmes,withamischievoustwinkleinhiseyes。"Perhapsyoudon’tquiteunderstandmine。GodfreyStauntonappearstohavebeenapoorman。Ifhehasbeenkidnappeditcouldnothavebeenforanythingwhichhehimselfpossesses。Thefameofyourwealthhasgoneabroad,LordMount—James,anditisentirelypossiblethatagangofthieveshavesecuredyournephewinordertogainfromhimsomeinformationastoyourhouse,yourhabits,andyourtreasure。"
Thefaceofourunpleasantlittlevisitorturnedaswhiteashisneckcloth。
"Heavens,sir,whatanidea!Ineverthoughtofsuchvillainy!
Whatinhumanroguesthereareintheworld!ButGodfreyisafinelad——astaunchlad。Nothingwouldinducehimtogivehisolduncleaway。I’llhavetheplatemovedovertothebankthisevening。Inthemeantimesparenopains,Mr。Detective!
Ibegyoutoleavenostoneunturnedtobringhimsafelyback。
Astomoney,well,sofarasafiver,orevenatenner,goes,youcanalwayslooktome。"
Eveninhischastenedframeofmindthenoblemisercouldgiveusnoinformationwhichcouldhelpus,forheknewlittleoftheprivatelifeofhisnephew。Ouronlycluelayinthetruncatedtelegram,andwithacopyofthisinhishandHolmessetforthtofindasecondlinkforhischain。WehadshakenoffLordMount—James,andOvertonhadgonetoconsultwiththeothermembersofhisteamoverthemisfortunewhichhadbefallenthem。
Therewasatelegraph—officeatashortdistancefromthehotel。
Wehaltedoutsideit。
"It’sworthtrying,Watson,"saidHolmes。"Ofcourse,withawarrantwecoulddemandtoseethecounterfoils,butwehavenotreachedthatstageyet。Idon’tsupposetheyrememberfacesinsobusyaplace。Letusventureit。"
"Iamsorrytotroubleyou,"saidhe,inhisblandestmanner,totheyoungwomanbehindthegrating;"thereissomesmallmistakeaboutatelegramIsentyesterday。Ihavehadnoanswer,andIverymuchfearthatImusthaveomittedtoputmynameattheend。Couldyoutellmeifthiswasso?"
Theyoungwomanturnedoverasheafofcounterfoils。
"Whato’clockwasit?"sheasked。
"Alittleaftersix。"
"Whomwasitto?"
Holmesputhisfingertohislipsandglancedatme。
"Thelastwordsinitwere`forGod’ssake,’"hewhispered,confidentially;"Iamveryanxiousatgettingnoanswer。"
Theyoungwomanseparatedoneoftheforms。
"Thisisit。Thereisnoname,"saidshe,smoothingitoutuponthecounter。
"Thenthat,ofcourse,accountsformygettingnoanswer,"
saidHolmes。"Dearme,howverystupidofme,tobesure!
Goodmorning,miss,andmanythanksforhavingrelievedmymind。"
Hechuckledandrubbedhishandswhenwefoundourselvesinthestreetoncemore。
"Well?"Iasked。
"Weprogress,mydearWatson,weprogress。Ihadsevendifferentschemesforgettingaglimpseofthattelegram,butIcouldhardlyhopetosucceedtheveryfirsttime。"
"Andwhathaveyougained?"
"Astarting—pointforourinvestigation。"Hehailedacab。
"King’sCrossStation,"saidhe。
"Wehaveajourney,then?"
"Yes;IthinkwemustrundowntoCambridgetogether。
Alltheindicationsseemtometopointinthatdirection。"
"Tellme,"Iasked,aswerattledupGray’sInnRoad,"haveyouanysuspicionyetastothecauseofthedisappearance?
Idon’tthinkthatamongallourcasesIhaveknownonewherethemotivesaremoreobscure。Surelyyoudon’treallyimaginethathemaybekidnappedinordertogiveinformationagainsthiswealthyuncle?"
"Iconfess,mydearWatson,thatthatdoesnotappealtomeasaveryprobableexplanation。Itstruckme,however,asbeingtheonewhichwasmostlikelytointerestthatexceedinglyunpleasantoldperson。"
"Itcertainlydidthat。Butwhatareyouralternatives?"
"Icouldmentionseveral。Youmustadmitthatitiscuriousandsuggestivethatthisincidentshouldoccurontheeveofthisimportantmatch,andshouldinvolvetheonlymanwhosepresenceseemsessentialtothesuccessoftheside。Itmay,ofcourse,becoincidence,butitisinteresting。Amateursportisfreefrombetting,butagooddealofoutsidebettinggoesonamongthepublic,anditispossiblethatitmightbeworthsomeone’swhiletogetataplayerastheruffiansoftheturfgetatarace—horse。Thereisoneexplanation。Asecondveryobviousoneisthatthisyoungmanreallyistheheirofagreatproperty,howevermodesthismeansmayatpresentbe,anditisnotimpossiblethataplottoholdhimforransommightbeconcocted。"
"Thesetheoriestakenoaccountofthetelegram。"
"Quitetrue,Watson。Thetelegramstillremainstheonlysolidthingwithwhichwehavetodeal,andwemustnotpermitourattentiontowanderawayfromit。ItistogainlightuponthepurposeofthistelegramthatwearenowuponourwaytoCambridge。Thepathofourinvestigationisatpresentobscure,butIshallbeverymuchsurprisedifbeforeeveningwehavenotcleareditupormadeaconsiderableadvancealongit。"
ItwasalreadydarkwhenwereachedtheoldUniversitycity。
Holmestookacabatthestation,andorderedthemantodrivetothehouseofDr。LeslieArmstrong。Afewminuteslaterwehadstoppedatalargemansioninthebusiestthoroughfare。Wewereshownin,andafteralongwaitwereatlastadmittedintotheconsulting—room,wherewefoundthedoctorseatedbehindhistable。
ItarguesthedegreeinwhichIhadlosttouchwithmyprofessionthatthenameofLeslieArmstrongwasunknowntome。
NowIamawarethatheisnotonlyoneoftheheadsofthemedicalschooloftheUniversity,butathinkerofEuropeanreputationinmorethanonebranchofscience。Yetevenwithoutknowinghisbrilliantrecordonecouldnotfailtobeimpressedbyamereglanceattheman,thesquare,massiveface,thebroodingeyesunderthethatchedbrows,andthegranitemouldingoftheinflexiblejaw。Amanofdeepcharacter,amanwithanalertmind,grim,ascetic,self—contained,formidable——soIreadDr。LeslieArmstrong。Heheldmyfriend’scardinhishand,andhelookedupwithnoverypleasedexpressionuponhisdourfeatures。
"Ihaveheardyourname,Mr。SherlockHolmes,andIamawareofyourprofession,oneofwhichIbynomeansapprove。"
"Inthat,doctor,youwillfindyourselfinagreementwitheverycriminalinthecountry,"saidmyfriend,quietly。
"Sofarasyoureffortsaredirectedtowardsthesuppressionofcrime,sir,theymusthavethesupportofeveryreasonablememberofthecommunity,thoughIcannotdoubtthattheofficialmachineryisamplysufficientforthepurpose。Whereyourcallingismoreopentocriticismiswhenyoupryintothesecretsofprivateindividuals,whenyourakeupfamilymatterswhicharebetterhidden,andwhenyouincidentallywastethetimeofmenwhoaremorebusythanyourself。Atthepresentmoment,forexample,Ishouldbewritingatreatiseinsteadofconversingwithyou。"
"Nodoubt,doctor;andyettheconversationmayprovemoreimportantthanthetreatise。IncidentallyImaytellyouthatwearedoingthereverseofwhatyouveryjustlyblame,andthatweareendeavouringtopreventanythinglikepublicexposureofprivatematterswhichmustnecessarilyfollowwhenoncethecaseisfairlyinthehandsoftheofficialpolice。Youmaylookuponmesimplyasanirregularpioneerwhogoesinfrontoftheregularforcesofthecountry。IhavecometoaskyouaboutMr。GodfreyStaunton。"
"Whatabouthim?"
"Youknowhim,doyounot?"
"Heisanintimatefriendofmine。"
"Youareawarethathehasdisappeared?"
"Ah,indeed!"Therewasnochangeofexpressionintheruggedfeaturesofthedoctor。
"Helefthishotellastnight。Hehasnotbeenheardof。"
"Nodoubthewillreturn。"
"To—morrowisthe’Varsityfootballmatch。"
"Ihavenosympathywiththesechildishgames。Theyoungman’sfateinterestsmedeeply,sinceIknowhimandlikehim。
Thefootballmatchdoesnotcomewithinmyhorizonatall。"
"Iclaimyoursympathy,then,inmyinvestigationofMr。
Staunton’sfate。Doyouknowwhereheis?"
"Certainlynot。"
"Youhavenotseenhimsinceyesterday?"
"No,Ihavenot。"
"WasMr。Stauntonahealthyman?"
"Absolutely。"
"Didyoueverknowhimill?"
"Never。"
Holmespoppedasheetofpaperbeforethedoctor’seyes。
"Thenperhapsyouwillexplainthisreceiptedbillforthirteenguineas,paidbyMr。GodfreyStauntonlastmonthtoDr。LeslieArmstrongofCambridge。Ipickeditoutfromamongthepapersuponhisdesk。"
Thedoctorflushedwithanger。
"IdonotfeelthatthereisanyreasonwhyIshouldrenderanexplanationtoyou,Mr。Holmes。"
Holmesreplacedthebillinhisnote—book。"Ifyoupreferapublicexplanationitmustcomesoonerorlater,"saidhe。
"IhavealreadytoldyouthatIcanhushupthatwhichotherswillbeboundtopublish,andyouwouldreallybewisertotakemeintoyourcompleteconfidence。"
"Iknownothingaboutit。"
"DidyouhearfromMr。StauntoninLondon?"
"Certainlynot。"
"Dearme,dearme;thepost—officeagain!"Holmessighed,wearily。"AmosturgenttelegramwasdispatchedtoyoufromLondonbyGodfreyStauntonatsix—fifteenyesterdayevening——
atelegramwhichisundoubtedlyassociatedwithhisdisappearance——andyetyouhavenothadit。Itismostculpable。Ishallcertainlygodowntotheofficehereandregisteracomplaint。"
Dr。LeslieArmstrongsprangupfrombehindhisdesk,andhisdarkfacewascrimsonwithfury。
"I’lltroubleyoutowalkoutofmyhouse,sir,"saidhe。
"Youcantellyouremployer,LordMount—James,thatIdonotwishtohaveanythingtodoeitherwithhimorwithhisagents。
No,sir,notanotherword!"Herangthebellfuriously。
"John,showthesegentlemenout!"Apompousbutlerusheredusseverelytothedoor,andwefoundourselvesinthestreet。
Holmesburstoutlaughing。
"Dr。LeslieArmstrongiscertainlyamanofenergyandcharacter,"saidhe。"Ihavenotseenamanwho,ifheturnedhistalentsthatway,wasmorecalculatedtofillthegapleftbytheillustriousMoriarty。Andnow,mypoorWatson,hereweare,strandedandfriendlessinthisinhospitabletown,whichwecannotleavewithoutabandoningourcase。ThislittleinnjustoppositeArmstrong’shouseissingularlyadaptedtoourneeds。
Ifyouwouldengageafrontroomandpurchasethenecessariesforthenight,Imayhavetimetomakeafewinquiries。"