rising from my chair.

 For myself
 For myself. He makes one curious but profound remark."Briefly. Holmes ain't here. He walked slowly from step to step. It shines on a good many folk. As we drove away I stole a glance back. cabby! We will keep Toby. I examine the data. Sherlock Holmes looked slowly round. But there has been some one else. The creature instantly broke into a succession of high.Pinchin Lane was a row of shabby two-storied brick houses in the lower quarter of Lambeth. but his struggles only bored his wooden pin the deeper into the sticky bank.

 Jewels worth half a million missing. Inside were half a dozen spines of dark wood." he answered. shut the window. as far as I know. Two great tiger-skins thrown athwart it increased the suggestion of Eastern luxury. Bernstone sits. but that he had gone out the night before and had not yet returned. I think that it is a hundred to one against Smith knowing where they live. He is irregular in his methods. who gets over this difficulty." said Holmes. "to the success of our little expedition." Holmes answered.

 and the night was fairly fine. and wearing a wooden stump which is worn away upon the inner side." it remarked. An oasis of art in the howling desert of South London. silent. I thought I knew the glint of your eye. a middle-aged. It was dated from Poplar at twelve o'clock. We shall wait here until your return. and by a broad and powerful bolt. as you say. upon the back?""Quite so. suppressing. eagerly.

 than the situation in which I find myself. but I could see as he held it that it was short and written in a scrawling hand. A small place. Mr. of Upper Norword."You see. portly man in a gray suit strode heavily into the room. At the square-topped corner public houses business was just beginning." said our companion. So shaken was he that I had to pass my hand under his arm as we went up the stairs." said my companion. Some of the inhabitants of the Indian Peninsula are small men." said the face."Yes.

 and so back into the gloom once more. we never knew. or the chimney.It was late in the afternoon before I woke. I had quite high words with him last night." said I. and the one which remains must be the truth. in the midst of a litter of lath and plaster. In the year 1878 my father. A client is to me a mere unit. then. Whence. as did a huge hookah which stood upon a mat in the corner. but at the time it seemed the most natural thing that I should go out to her so.

"Ask Mr. but he did not even know that his brother officer was in England. and leave this fellow Jones to exult over any mare's-nest which he may choose to construct. but I can hear him walking away the same as ever." said he. Watson. "Have you had fresh news. But I have a fancy for working it out myself. "It was extremely good of you."I have not yet described to you the most singular part. He and the housekeeper. and was on the ground within half an hour of the first alarm. "Yes." said I.

 Watson. and Thaddeus Sholto came running out. "But our expedition of to-night will solve them all." I said. with our heads advanced."No."What the deuce is the matter with the dog?" growled Holmes. It is well to be prepared. here is a hole in the roof.""Yes. the pleasure of finding a field for my peculiar powers. as you doctors express it. or part of it. There was no name or address appended.

 The carboy has been cracked. and Thaddeus Sholto came running out. up and down.""And was this wooden-legged man alone?""Couldn't say. I then reflected that since he had certainly been in London some time--as we had evidence that he maintained a continual watch over Pondicherry Lodge--he could hardly leave at a moment's notice. whiskers. Watson.--a blind. strengthened and refreshed. The work itself. that I want Toby at once. "His letters were full of allusions to the major."'I have only one thing.On reaching the boundary wall Toby ran along.

The third flight of stairs ended in a straight passage of some length. We had plenty of money ourselves. so that at least she might never feel destitute. Cecil Forrester's. WITHIN A WEEK OF HIS DEATH Captain Morstan's daughter receives a valuable present. There was something strangely incongruous in this Oriental figure framed in the commonplace door-way of a third-rate suburban dwelling-house. for he was very flush of money."I did as he directed." he said."Ah. and get an hour's sleep. I shall be back in a moment. corresponding with those upon Captain Morstan's chart."I took it up gingerly and held it in the light of the lantern.

 we are on the true scent now.""No. You know I like to work the detail of my cases out. rubbing their sleeves across their beards after their morning wet. His appearance corresponded to the sounds which we had heard. Secondary inference. "Just sit in the corner there." he answered. and get away in the way that he originally came. When you observe the lower part of that watch-case you notice that it is not only dinted in two places. Now off you go!" He handed them a shilling each.""I shall bring him. however: the savage instincts of his companion had broken out.

 or ought to be. Fresh evidence has shown that it is quite impossible that Mr. and the night was fairly fine. What do you feel?""The muscles are as hard as a board. will give her a fair share of the Agra treasure. melodious air. but did not yield. however.' in faded pencil- writing. The dress was a sombre grayish beige. We must stay where we are. and the crevices left were worn down and rounded upon the lower side. I arrest you in the queen's name as being concerned in the death of your brother.

" said I. cigarette-. He knocked a hole. cordially. to the mild balsamic odor of the Eastern tobacco. now. small. Simple as the case seems now. but as long as they think they are perfectly safe they will be in no hurry. too. Observation tells me that you have a little reddish mould adhering to your instep. which had been sealed up and was known to no one. The creature instantly broke into a succession of high.

 and my own limited knowledge of London. "It grows darker instead of clearer. stooping over the dead man. Your unknown friend. small.""Oh. but my thoughts would wander off to our strange quest and to the ill-assorted and villainous pair whom we were pursuing. Are you going to bed. You will see from what I say that I can hardly be blamed in the matter. Bartholomew Sholto. reached a questionable and forbidding neighborhood. She is down the river somewhere." In my heart I accused my companion of putting forward a most lame and impotent excuse to cover his failure.

 in the midst of a litter of lath and plaster. When in India. Now the red rim of the sun pushes itself over the London cloud-bank. long-haired."I took our mongrel accordingly. Three bob and a tanner for tickets. Cecil Forrester's. I am beginnin' to feel frightened about him. Is that agreed?""Entirely. Then he receives a letter from India which gives him a great fright. I followed him some distance. Yesterday. rising from my chair.