- •I think, just time to catch our train at Paddington,
- •I lay back against the cushions, puffing at my cigar,
- •In preventing Silver Blaze from being there at the
- •In a small villa about two hundred yards from the
- •Impressed, however, by the extreme pallor of his face
- •In recovering my horse."
- •Interest to the dialogue of the two detectives.
- •Interests of the Mapleton stables?"
- •Instant, and confine ourselves to finding out what has
- •If our supposition is correct, then the horse must
- •Impressions, and that his own boots exactly
- •I was thunderstruck by my friend's words. We had only
- •In the extreme.
- •Is clear."
- •Its back the well-known black and red of the Colonel.
- •Invisible. Simpson in his flight had dropped his
- •Importance. Hullo! That's not your pipe on the table.
- •I had followed his reasoning.
- •I find that there is something in her life and in her
- •It. I have seen his death certificate. This sickened
- •Indescribably guilty about them. My wife had always
- •Irresolute before the door.
- •I glanced down at the new patent leathers which I was
- •Very shiny top hat and a neat suit of sober black,
- •Intend to do about Mawson's?'
- •In which he sang your praises very loudly.'
- •I put that with the voice and figure being the same,
- •I had just time to get up to town by the night train
- •Interesting experience for both of us."
- •In a calmer tone. "You may wait here a moment; and
- •It appeared from its position in the paper to have
- •It appears that last week a new clerk named Hall
- •Victor,' turning to his son, 'when we broke up that
- •I were. His attack did not last long, however, for
- •In a tone of surprise.
- •It was to me like a fire in a snow-storm. I was glad,
- •Vicious habits, who had by an ingenious system of
- •It meant nothing; but after a while, when he had
- •If he is to be trusted."
- •It was, we determined to neglect no precaution, and to
- •It. When we pulled him aboard the boat he proved to
- •I had heard him mention the case more than once,
- •Inexplicable business.'
- •It is not a very difficult part to play in a quiet
- •In his attention to his duties. I made no allusion to
- •I began to suspect that her brain was affected.
- •Incredible to me that he could have gone away leaving
- •I, as we drove past it.
- •Investigation seemed to be progressing.
- •It was low in the heavens, and I calculated that in
- •In a suit of black, who squatted down upon his hams
- •It was some time before the health of my friend Mr.
- •14Th of April that I received a telegram from Lyons
- •Insufficient to rouse him from his nervous
- •International affair."
- •In England to which the thief or thieves would be
- •Inspector bowed.
- •Information from her. The shock has made her
- •Inspector, "it is of course a conceivable theory that
- •It. Now, of the two men, it is clear that the one who
- •Invalid is a youth. In this case, looking at the
- •Indicate the same thing. I have no doubt at all that
- •Indications of bootmarks about this ditch, I was
- •If they could have found a single paper--which,
- •I feel that young man's grip on my throat now, and the
- •If you will only come around
- •I looked at the clock. It was a quarter to twelve.
- •In the establishment of the Guild of St. George, which
- •Voices were to be heard, those of Barclay and of his
- •Inexplicable fact that neither upon Mrs. Barclay's
- •Individual. You know my methods, Watson. There was
- •Intruder carried away the key with him when he left."
- •Immediately on her return, she had gone to the room in
- •Indescribably impression of deformity; but the face
- •Value of his peculiar methods of investigation, the
- •It seemed to me, a state of considerable agitation.
- •In the grip of his mysterious malady.
- •In straw, you know, and are thinner for their length
- •In the bed, but of that I cannot be absolutely
- •I had never heard of the institution, and my face must
- •Into Whitehall every morning and back every evening.
- •Into Pall Mall, and then, leaving me for a minute, he
- •I began to understand what my friend meant when he
- •It was certainly more roomy than the ordinary
- •Is visiting us, and to let us have the answers. But
- •I was thrilled with horror at his appearance. He was
- •Vitus's dance. I could not help thinking that his
- •Injury to yourself.'
- •Victoria.'
- •2473.' That was in all the dailies. No answer."
- •Indeed if we fail to discover the rest. You must
- •It was almost dark before we found ourselves in Pall
- •Into the room, he threw up the window and hurled the
- •Instantly seen through the disguise when, on the
- •Influences which he commanded had won him a good
- •It was not because I did not appreciate his talents,
- •Informed me that he had a new commission of trust for
- •I put out my hand and was about to shake the man, who
- •Is certainly one of extraordinary interest. What did
- •If the intruder had left any traces--any cigar-end or
- •Into the front room to wait.
- •Into a sick-room for me. Here I have lain, Mr.
- •Illness prevented him from being that. He repeated
- •I thought he was joking, for the view was sordid
- •Is a possible supposition that the thief has had a
- •I met him accordingly next morning and we traveled
- •Into a light sleep when I was suddenly aroused by a
- •I had been stronger. As it was, I rang the bell and
- •It is locked at night."
- •It is fortunate that you are old school-fellows, as
- •Interest him in Afghanistan, in India, in social
- •I suppose that there has been no answer from my cabman
- •I crouched down among the bushes on the other side,
- •If he is quick enough to catch his bird, well and good.
- •Idea that the coast was clear, I kept guard as I have
- •I must further beg you to be so unconventional as to
- •If I thought that such a man as Professor Moriarty
- •In such a position through your continual persecution
- •Victoria. You could not have made any slip in
- •I would deduce and acted accordingly."
- •It had been written in his study.
It. When we pulled him aboard the boat he proved to
be a young seaman of the name of Hudson, who was so
burned and exhausted that he could give us no account
of what had happened until the following morning.
"'It seemed that after we had left, Prendergast and
his gang had proceeded to put to death the five
remaining prisoners. The two warders had been shot
and thrown overboard, and so also had the third mate.
Prendergast then descended into the 'tween-decks and
with his own hands cut the throat of the unfortunate
surgeon. There only remained the first mate, who was
a bold and active man. When he saw the convict
approaching him with the bloody knife in his hand he
kicked off his bonds, which he had somehow contrived
to loosen, and rushing down the deck he plunged into
the after-hold. A dozen convicts, who descended with
their pistols in search of him, found him with a
match-box in his hand seated beside an open
powder-barrel, which was one of a hundred carried on
board, and swearing that he would blow all hands up if
he were in any way molested. An instant later the
explosion occurred, though Hudson thought it was
caused by the misdirected bullet of one of the
convicts rather than the mate's match. Be the cause
what it may, it was the end of the _Gloria Scott_ and of
the rabble who held command of her.
"'Such, in a few words, my dear boy, is the history of
this terrible business in which I was involved. Next
day we were picked up by the brig _Hotspur_, bound for
Australia, whose captain found no difficulty in
believing that we were the survivors of a passenger
ship which had foundered. The transport ship Gloria
Scott was set down by the Admiralty as being lost at
sea, and no word has ever leaked out as to her true
fate. After an excellent voyage the _Hotspur_ landed us
at Sydney, where Evans and I changed our names and
made our way to the diggings, where, among the crowds
who were gathered from all nations, we had no
difficulty in losing our former identities. The rest
I need not relate. We prospered, we traveled, we came
back as rich colonials to England, and we bought
country estates. For more than twenty years we have
led peaceful and useful lives, and we hoped that our
past was forever buried. Imagine, then, my feelings
when in the seaman who came to us I recognized
instantly the man who had been picked off the wreck.
He had tracked us down somehow, and had set himself to
live upon our fears. You will understand now how it
was that I strove to keep the peace with him, and you
will in some measure sympathize with me in the fears
which fill me, now that he has gone from me to his
other victim with threats upon his tongue.'
"Underneath is written in a hand so shaky as to be
hardly legible, 'Beddoes writes in cipher to say H.
Has told all. Sweet Lord, have mercy on our souls!'
"That was the narrative which I read that night to
young Trevor, and I think, Watson, that under the
circumstances it was a dramatic one. The good fellow
was heart-broken at it, and went out to the Terai tea
planting, where I hear that he is doing well. As to
the sailor and Beddoes, neither of them was ever heard
of again after that day on which the letter of warning
was written. They both disappeared utterly and
completely. No complaint had been lodged with the
police, so that Beddoes had mistaken a threat for a
deed. Hudson had been seen lurking about, and it was
believed by the police that he had done away with
Beddoes and had fled. For myself I believe that the
truth was exactly the opposite. I think that it is
most probable that Beddoes, pushed to desperation and
believing himself to have been already betrayed, had
revenged himself upon Hudson, and had fled from the
country with as much money as he could lay his hands
on. Those are the facts of the case, Doctor, and if
they are of any use to your collection, I am sure that
they are very heartily at your service."
Adventure V
The Musgrave Ritual
An anomaly which often struck me in the character of
my friend Sherlock Holmes was that, although in his
methods of thought he was the neatest and most
methodical of mankind, and although also he affected a
certain quiet primness of dress, he was none the less
in his personal habits one of the most untidy men that
ever drove a fellow-lodger to distraction. Not that I
am in the least conventional in that respect myself.
The rough-and-tumble work in Afghanistan, coming on
the top of a natural Bohemianism of disposition, has
made me rather more lax than befits a medical man.
But with me there is a limit, and when I find a man who
keeps his cigars in the coal-scuttle, his tobacco in
the toe end of a Persian slipper, and his unanswered
correspondence transfixed by a jack-knife into the
very centre of his wooden mantelpiece, then I begin to
give myself virtuous airs. I have always held, too,
that pistol practice should be distinctly an open-air
pastime; and when Holmes, in one of his queer humors,
would sit in an arm-chair with his hair-trigger and a
hundred Boxer cartridges, and proceed to adorn the
opposite wall with a patriotic V. R. done in
bullet-pocks, I felt strongly that neither the
atmosphere nor the appearance of our room was improved
by it.
Our chambers were always full of chemicals and of
criminal relics which had a way of wandering into
unlikely positions, and of turning up in the
butter-dish or in even less desirable places. But his
papers were my great crux. He had a horror of
destroying documents, especially those which were
connected with his past cases, and yet it was only
once in every year or two that he would muster energy
to docket and arrange them; for, as I have mentioned
somewhere in these incoherent memoirs, the outbursts
of passionate energy when he performed the remarkable
feats with which his name is associated were followed
by reactions of lethargy during which he would lie
about with his violin and his books, hardly moving
save from the sofa to the table. Thus month after
month his papers accumulated, until every corner of
the room was stacked with bundles of manuscript which
were on no account to be burned, and which could not
be put away save by their owner. One winter's night,
as we sat together by the fire, I ventured to suggest
to him that, as he had finished pasting extracts into
his common-place book, he might employ the next two
hours in making our room a little more habitable. He
could not deny the justice of my request, so with a
rather rueful face he went off to his bedroom, from which
he returned presently pulling a large tin box behind
him. This he placed in the middle of the floor and,
squatting down upon a stool in front of it, he threw
back the lid. I could see that it was already a third
full of bundles of paper tied up with red tape into
separate packages.
"There are cases enough here, Watson," said he,
looking at me with mischievous eyes. "I think that if
you knew all that I had in this box you would ask me
to pull some out instead of putting others in."
"These are the records of your early work, then?" I
asked. "I have often wished that I had notes of those
cases."
"Yes, my boy, these were all done prematurely before
my biographer had come to glorify me." He lifted
bundle after bundle in a tender, caressing sort of
way. "They are not all successes, Watson," said he.
"But there are some pretty little problems among them.
Here's the record of the Tarleton murders, and the
case of Vamberry, the wine merchant, and the adventure
of the old Russian woman, and the singular affair of
the aluminium crutch, as well as a full account of
Ricoletti of the club-foot, and his abominable wife.
And here--ah, now, this really is something a little
recherchй."
He dived his arm down to the bottom of the chest, and
brought up a small wooden box with a sliding lid, such
as children's toys are kept in. From within he
produced a crumpled piece of paper, and old-fashioned
brass key, a peg of wood with a ball of string
attached to it, and three rusty old disks of metal.
"Well, my boy, what do you make of this lot?" he
asked, smiling at my expression.
"It is a curious collection."
"Very curious, and the story that hangs round it will
strike you as being more curious still."
"These relics have a history then?"
"So much so that they are history."
"What do you mean by that?"
Sherlock Holmes picked them up one by one, and laid
them along the edge of the table. Then he reseated
himself in his chair and looked them over with a gleam
of satisfaction in his eyes.
"These," said he, "are all that I have left to remind
me of the adventure of the Musgrave Ritual."