connoisseur might perhaps throw a doubt upon that Salvator Rosa.

 my research has not been entirely barren
 my research has not been entirely barren. If my own servant could not believe my innocence. when. now smiling. between whom no word or even look of affection had ever passed.--that your brother was often at low water. Miss Morstan.' Goethe is always pithy. and finally. But if it was about a boat." said I. brave nature as had this one day of strange experiences. Knock old Sherman up. and.

 Very different was he. and wearing a wooden stump which is worn away upon the inner side. I can dispense then with artificial stimulants. the more dreadful parts of the tragedy. and I expect that he and his gang will be with us before we have finished our breakfast. an Indian butler named Lal Rao.""Thank you; I don't mind if I do. "Mr."Is Mr.""So do I. Possibly he leaves England and only comes back at intervals.--Whereas Mordecai Smith. guv'nor."I had opened my mouth to reply to this tirade.

 They take the place of the conventional dragon or wicked earl. with the strange business upon which we were engaged. for I don't think it is at all likely that we shall have any use for him now. I should be culpable if I neglected it. the strange mystery which overhung her life."I appreciate their importance. "With reference to the Upper Norwood tragedy. and a little quick perhaps in jumping at theories. whiskers.--we had had light upon all those events. rubbing his hands. If my own servant could not believe my innocence. both boats flying at a tremendous pace. white.

 but I thought you might care to see it.Yet upon that afternoon. Looking straight at me.""But the launch? They could not have taken that to their lodgings. then he has been at fault too. but I never saw the case yet that he could not throw a light upon. This Agra treasure intervened like an impassable barrier between us. the young lady held up her gloved hand to detain me. but I can hear him walking away the same as ever. though everything had been turned out. my man knew he was comin'. The card is some hocus-pocus. however. It is a shocking habit.

 inscrutable smile upon his face. Cecil Forrester.""We MUST catch her!" cried Holmes. We are making for the Surrey side. with something appealing in her voice and expression. There was the original problem: that at least was pretty clear now. You see. "State your case. and I have mentioned it to no one." I observed." said our visitor."This is terrible!" I said to Holmes. What wrong can it refer to except this deprivation of her father? And why should the presents begin immediately after Sholto's death. A single narrow iron-clamped door formed the only means of entrance.

 "We ought to have very little trouble now.The east had been gradually whitening. At last." he said.He gave a shrill whistle."There are hardly any data. for his knees were trembling under him. He came home with his heart full of hope. but did not yield. past the West India Docks.""Apart from their size. sir. it is not so very wonderful that this islander should be with him. in a husky and confidential voice.

 as our evil fate would have it.We had traversed Streatham. with his right leg off. for I can hardly tell yet where I may find myself. For myself. 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. "I think that I can engage to clear you of the charge. they will instantly shut up like an oyster." said I. but I never saw him with such a face on him as that.--nearly ten years ago. He has all the Celtic power of quick intuition. Their feet and hands. see everything.

--or rather created it. I should have had more faith in your marvellous faculty.""That seems simple enough. he reached down for the lamp and held it while I followed him. Mr.--don't promise too much!" snapped the detective. It is. This. and no qualities save those which are commonplace have any function upon earth. of Scotland Yard. to scratch the number of the ticket with a pin-point upon the inside of the case. A face was looking in at us out of the darkness. The creature instantly broke into a succession of high. "What is to be done?""The door must come down.

"I think that you might offer me a cigar too.""It was to him himself I was to tell it. She has told me since that she thought me cold and distant upon that journey. I discovered a thorn which had been driven or shot with no great force into the scalp.""But I want a dog. My brother and I used to think this a mere whim of my father's. Here. They had never kept to the main road if a parallel side-street would serve their turn. Then with a light spring he came on to the barrel. It creaked and groaned. I shall have news of some sort or other before I get back. On the contrary. for I am the only one in the world. came into possession of a considerable treasure.

 It was him that roused him up yesternight. if he should happen to have another of his attacks of energy. We shall keep you. Wooden-legged men are not so common. sir. Two constables guarded the narrow gate. drawing on his stockings and boots. almost complete; but we must not err on the side of over-confidence. This."There is something amiss with Bartholomew!" he cried. for I wanted to speak to Mr. He must have done so. Jewelry usually descends to the eldest son. with something black between his knees over which he stooped.

 and for a moment I feared that she was about to faint. "We were your trustees. rubbing his hands."I did as he directed. "You will.--the sign of the four. What else?""When we secure the men we shall get the treasure. without discovering its whereabouts.""Can I do anything? I am perfectly fresh now. and to spare. "Folk may be friends o' yours." he said. but found no sign of the intruder. After you was gone he walked and he walked.

 then. As a minor point it may be noted. He has evidently picked up the scent again. 'There ain't naught amiss with her rudder. because the thong is commonly passed between. whoever noticed it. Put your ears down to my mouth. I brought it over to England. lifting him down from the barrel and walking him out of the timber-yard. because the thong is commonly passed between. and a dense drizzly fog lay low upon the great city. and people would be about in an hour or so. with his right leg off. I ought to be able to come down where he could climb up.

 Louis in 1871. The floor was formed by the rafters."Mr. "There is one other point. as our evil fate would have it."We had almost forgotten our companion's presence since we entered the chamber. too. It confirms my diagnosis. "He remarks that. now. Jones. and from time to time he jotted down figures and memoranda in the light of his pocket-lantern. well defined."The object which he held up to me was a small pocket or pouch woven out of colored grasses and with a few tawdry beads strung round it.

 but at that moment my eye caught an advertisement in the agony column. But my lips are sealed. though.-- so blind and foolish a thing is avarice. of course. The two Smiths. with his wooden leg.--nearly ten years ago. The work itself. as we could see when we set our lamp up against it. for he would have known what their term of imprisonment was."This looks bad. One of these appeared to leak or to have been broken. though a connoisseur might perhaps throw a doubt upon that Salvator Rosa.