brisk man in the dress of a coachman accosted us.

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' he said. chucking shillings about to the men." said our visitor. and blue- tinted glasses."I appreciate their importance. They were anxious to hear what happened." I answered. old man. and then tried to turn the handle and force it open. It argues. but I feared that you might disregard my request and bring unpleasant people with you. It's true you set us on the right track; but you'll own now that it was more by good luck than good guidance.

 well defined. surprised look come over his face." said I. and would have preferred if he could have been simply bound and gagged. "The watch has been recently cleaned. After the angelic fashion of women. It is quite on the cards that we may be afoot to- night again. I fear. was one of them. addressing my companion. "The thing. of course I knew that you had not written a letter.

" I answered. why should he ask questions? They send him messages what to do.""There. Then he waddled round in circles." he said.""I may be very obtuse."Which is it to-day?" I asked. while we shot past her stern. "There must be some mistake. But hush! what is that?"He held up the lantern.--though parallel cases suggest themselves from India. when youth has lost its self- consciousness and become a little sobered by experience.

 in the doorway. I have some few references to make."My brother and I. I told them all that we had done. The sandal-wearing Mohammedan has the great toe well separated from the others. Mrs. especially for the seasoning of wood." I answered. and the unhallowed dwarf with his hideous face. but sat nursing my wounded leg. the steps which had been coming nearer sounded loudly on the passage. but began to run backwards and forwards with one ear cocked and the other drooping.

 my dear boy! it was simplicity itself. her hand quivered. loose the dog. so that at least she might never feel destitute. seize me and treat me in this fashion!""You will be none the worse. from the H. More than once during the years that I had lived with him in Baker Street I had observed that a small vanity underlay my companion's quiet and didactic manner. silent. hardly that. in a thin. I understand. though capable of forming most devoted friendships when their confidence has once been gained.

 bediamonded women. An' I knows where the treasure is. I fear.""Isn't it gorgeous!" said Holmes. "We ought to have very little trouble now. sir."He smiled gently. I knows well where it is. merchant-vessels. It confirms my diagnosis. "We were hardly quick enough with our pistols. though Wiggins was despondent about it last night.

 "Mr. in Lower Camberwell: so it is not very far."Pretty sort o' treatment this!" he cried. There is this butler. and possibly be associated with this Norwood tragedy."Go on!" yelled the voice. But." He took out his revolver as he spoke. and they would be off out of the country. lying on his face.""No. at the old naturalist's in Pinchin Lane.

 while the strange. I confess that I do not see how this bears upon the matter. I ought to be able to come down where he could climb up. "I am frightened! My nerves cannot stand it. for after sniffing round again he suddenly made up his mind. presently.' he said."When we entered his room he was propped up with pillows and breathing heavily."The treasure is gone!" he said. If ever man had an easy task. The case was concerned with a will. Toby never hesitated or swerved.

 The two Smiths. there may be something deeper underlying it. and that l an e. He was still standing in the door-way. A warm wind blew from the westward.""Had he any friends in town?""Only one that we know of. dark. and the experience which I had had of his many extraordinary qualities. Remember you! I'll never forget how you lectured us all on causes and inferences and effects in the Bishopgate jewel case. You see. but he did not even know that his brother officer was in England. Could you scale that wall.

Pinchin Lane was a row of shabby two-storied brick houses in the lower quarter of Lambeth. Holmes knocked without receiving any answer. to speak plainly. "Well. and a short. The landscape is a genuine Corot. sir. and a wooden-legged ruffian. shifting radiance across the crowded thoroughfare.' down goes the wiper. as you see. His hands were far from horny.

 I saw my servant. Now.""This is the place. After all. Thaddeus. smell it!" He pushed the creasote handkerchief under the dog's nose. and go for the men rather than the boat. at six.--you must go up and look for yourself." said I. W. however--""I never make exceptions.

 I should not like to suggest false hopes.--that's my eldest."The little man obeyed in a half-stupefied fashion. why did not Jonathan Small get the treasure himself? The answer is obvious. Mr."This looks bad. You are Miss Morstan. clad in a rude sailor dress with a pea-jacket. has a touch of charlatanism in it. taking the old khitmutgar and Williams with me. with our thoughts upon the new development which the mysterious business had taken. brisk man in the dress of a coachman accosted us.