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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  "'And what salary do you ask?'
2.  It left, however, a terrible impression upon the nurse's mind, andfrom that time she began to watch her mistress closely and to keep acloser guard upon the baby, whom she tenderly loved. It seemed toher that even as she watched the mother, so the mother watched her,and that every time she was compelled to leave the baby alone themother was waiting to get at it. Day and night the nurse covered thechild, and day and night the silent, watchful mother seemed to belying in wait as a wolf waits for a lamb. It must read most incredibleto you, and yet I beg you to take it seriously, for a child's life anda man's sanity may depend upon it.
3.  "At the moment, however, we had no thought for the old chest, forour eyes were riveted upon that which crouched beside it. It was thefigure of a man, clad in a suit of black, who squatted down upon hishams with his forehead sunk upon the edge of the box and his twoarms thrown out on each side of it. The attitude had drawn all thestagnant blood to the face, and no man could have recognized thatdistorted liver-coloured countenance; but his height, his dress, andhis hair were all sufficient to show my client, when we had drawnthe body up, that it was indeed his missing butler. He had been deadsome days, but there was no wound or bruise upon his person to showhow he had met his dreadful end. When his body had been carried fromthe cellar we found ourselves still confronted with a problem whichwas almost as formidable as that with which we had started."I confess that so far, Watson, I had been disappointed in myinvestigation. I had reckoned upon solving the matter when once Ihad found the place referred to in the Ritual; but now I was there,and was apparently as far as ever from knowing what it was which thefamily had concealed with such elaborate precautions. It is truethat I had thrown a light upon the fate of Brunton, but now I had toascertain how that fate had come upon him, and what part had beenplayed in the matter by the woman who had disappeared. I sat down upona keg in the corner and thought the whole matter carefully over."You know my methods in such cases, Watson. I put myself in theman's place, and, having first gauged his intelligence, I try toimagine how I should myself have proceeded under the samecircumstances. In this case the matter was simplified by Brunton'sintelligence being quite first-rate, so that it was unnecessary tomake any allowance for the personal equation, as the astronomershave dubbed it. He knew that something valuable was concealed. Hehad spotted the place. He found that the stone which covered it wasjust too heavy for a man to move unaided. What would he do next? Hecould not get help from outside, even if he had someone whom hecould trust, without the unbarring of doors and considerable risk ofdetection. It was better, if he could, to have his helpmate inside thehouse. But whom could he ask? This girl had been devoted to him. A manalways finds it hard to realize that he may have finally lost awoman's love, however badly he may have treated her. He would try by afew attentions to make his peace with the girl Howells, and then wouldengage her as his accomplice. Together they would come at night to thecellar, and their united force would suffice to raise the stone. Sofar I could follow their actions as if I had actually seen them."But for two of them, and one a woman, it must have been heavy work,the raising of that stone. A burly Sussex policeman and I had found itno light job. What would they do to assist them? Probably what Ishould have done myself. I rose and examined carefully the differentbillets of wood which were scattered round the floor. Almost at once Icame upon what I expected. One piece, about three feet in length,had a very marked indentation at one end, while several were flattenedat the sides as if they had been compressed by some considerableweight. Evidently, as they had dragged the stone up, they had thrustthe chunks of wood into the chink until at last when the opening waslarge enough to crawl through, they would hold it open by a billetplaced lengthwise, which might very well become indented at thelower end, since the whole weight of the stone would press it downon to the edge of this other slab. So far I was still on safe ground."And now how was I to proceed to reconstruct this midnight drama?Clearly, only one could fit into the hole, and that one was Brunton.The girl must have waited above. Brunton then unlocked the box, handedup the contents presumably-since they were not to be found-andthen-and then what happened?
4.  "This matter, from what you say, seems to have been a shock to heralso."
5.  Count Sylvius lay back in his chair with an evil smile."Upon my word!" said he.


1.  "Ah, I have no data. I cannot tell. Perhaps you have yourself formedsome opinion?"
2.  "We will suppose that he was travelling back to Woolwich when he waskilled and thrown out of the compartment."
3.  See some light in the darkness, but it may possibly flicker out.Meanwhile, please send by messenger, to await return at BakerStreet, a complete list of all foreign spies or international agentsknown to be in England, with full address.
4.  "Well, then, of course I saw it all, and I ran off as hard asmy feet would carry me to this man Breckinridge; but he had soldthe lot at once, and not one word would he tell me as to wherethey had gone. You heard him yourselves to-night. Well, he hasalways answered me like that. My sister thinks that I am goingmad. Sometimes I think that I am myself. And now--and now I ammyself a branded thief, without ever having touched the wealth forwhich I sold my character. God help me! God help me!" He burstinto convulsive sobbing, with his face buried in his hands.There was a long silence, broken only by his heavy breathing,and by the measured tapping of Sherlock Holmes's finger-tips uponthe edge of the table. Then my friend rose and threw open thedoor.
5.  "Great excitement was caused in Esher and the neighbouringdistrict when it was learned late last night that an arrest had beeneffected in connection with the Oxshott murder. It will beremembered that Mr. Garcia, of Wisteria Lodge, was found dead onOxshott Common, his body showing signs of extreme violence, and thaton the same night his servant and his cook fled, which appeared toshow participation in the crime. It was suggested, but never proved,that the gentleman may have had valuables in the house, and that theirabstraction was the motive of the crime. Every effort was made byInspector Baynes, who has the case in hand, to ascertain the hidingplace of the fugatives, and he had good reason to believe that theyhad not gone far but were lurking in some retreat which had beenalready prepared. It was certain from the first, however, that theywould eventually be detected, as the cook, from the evidence of one ortwo trades-people who have caught a glimpse of him through the window,was a man of most remarkable appearance- being a huge and hideousmulatto, with yellowish features of a pronounced negroid type. Thisman has been seen since the crime, for he was detected and pursuedby Constable Walters on the same evening, when he had the audacityto revisit Wisteria Lodge. Inspector Baynes, considering that such avisit must have some purpose in view and was likely, therefore, tobe repeated, abandoned the house but left an ambuscade in theshrubbery. The man walk into the trap and was captured last nightafter a struggle in which Constable Downing was badly bitten by thesavage. We understand that when the prisoner is brought before themagistrates a remand will be applied for by the police, and that greatdevelopments are hoped from his capture."
6.  "I am quite well again. I cannot imagine how I came to be so weak. Iwish you, Mr. Holmes, to come to Mackleton with me by the next train."My friend shook his head.


1.  The fierce old man said nothing, but still glared at my companion.With his savage eyes and bristling moustache he was wonderfully like atiger himself.
2.  "Ah, that's a pity, Bannister. Up to now you may have spoken thetruth, but now I know that you have lied."
3.  "And now, Mr. Holmes, I come at last to the special thing whichhas caused me to ask your advice to-day. You must know that everySaturday forenoon I ride on my bicycle to Farnham Station, in order toget the 12:22 to town. The road from Chiltern Grange is a lonelyone, and at one spot it is particularly so, for it lies for over amile between Charlington Heath upon one side and the woods which lieround Charlington Hall upon the other. You could not find a morelonely tract of road anywhere, and it is quite rare to meet so much asa cart, or a peasant, until you reach the high road near CrooksburyHill. Two weeks ago I was passing this place, when I chanced to lookback over my shoulder, and about two hundred yards behind me I saw aman, also on a bicycle. He seemed to be a middle-aged man, with ashort, dark beard. I looked back before I reached Farnham, but the manwas gone, so I thought no more about it. But you can imagine howsurprised I was, Mr. Holmes, when, on my return on the Monday, I sawthe same man on the same stretch of road. My astonishment wasincreased when the incident occurred again, exactly as before, onthe following Saturday and Monday. He always kept his distance and didnot molest me in any way, but still it certainly was very odd. Imentioned it to Mr. Carruthers, who seemed interested in what Isaid, and told me that he had ordered a horse and trap, so that infuture I should not pass over these lonely roads without somecompanion.
4.  "Yes, sir, it is true that he threw the decanter at me. I heardhim call my mistress a name, and I told him that he would not dareto speak so if her brother had been there. Then it was that he threwit at me. He might have thrown a dozen if he had but left my bonnybird alone. He was forever ill-treating her, and she too proud tocomplain. She will not even tell me all that he has done to her. Shenever told me of those marks on her arm that you saw this morning, butI know very well that they come from a stab with a hatpin. The slydevil- God forgive me that I should speak of him so, now that he isdead! But a devil he was, if ever one walked the earth. He was allhoney when first we met him- only eighteen months ago, and we bothfeel as if it were eighteen years. She had only just arrived inLondon. Yes, it was her first voyage- she had never been from homebefore. He won her with his title and his money and his false Londonways. If she made a mistake she has paid for it, if ever a womandid. What month did we meet him? Well, I tell you it was just after wearrived. We arrived in June, and it was July. They were married inJanuary of last year. Yes, she is down in the morning-room again,and I have no doubt she will see you, but you must not ask too much ofher, for she has gone through all that flesh and blood will stand."Lady Brackenstall was reclining on the same couch, but lookedbrighter than before. The maid had entered with us, and began oncemore to foment the bruise upon her mistress's brow.
5.   "I'd be very glad if you could tell me where that lady may be,"Peters answered coolly. "I've a bill against her for nearly ahundred pounds, and nothing to show for it but a couple of trumperypendants that the dealer would hardly look at. She attached herself toMrs. Peters and me at Baden- it is a fact that I was using anothername at the time- and she stuck on to us until we came to London. Ipaid her bill and her ticket. Once in London, she gave us the slip,and, as I say, left these out-of-date jewels to pay her bills. Youfind her, Mr. Holmes, and I'm your debtor."
6.  "And this, of course, remains to you, since the marriage is a faitaccompli?"


1.  "It was a just Providence that killed him. But, mind you this,that if I had knocked his brains out, as it was in my heart to do,he would have had no more than his due from my hands. If his ownguilty conscience had not struck him down it is likely enough that Imight have had his blood upon my soul. You want me to tell thestory. Well, I don't know why I shouldn't, for there's no cause for meto be ashamed of it.
2.  "That can be done in a very few words, Mr. Holmes. The letter- for itwas a letter from a foreign potentate- was received six days ago. Itwas of such importance that I have never left it in my safe, buthave taken it across each evening to my house in Whitehall Terrace,and kept it in my bedroom in a locked despatch-box. It was therelast night. Of that I am certain. I actually opened the box while Iwas dressing for dinner and saw the document inside. This morning itwas gone. The despatch-box had stood beside the glass upon mydressing-table all night. I am a light sleeper, and so is my wife.We are both prepared to swear that no one could have entered theroom during the night. And yet I repeat that the paper is gone.""What time did you dine?"
3.  "Have you it there?" I asked.
4、  On glancing over my notes of the seventy odd cases in which I haveduring the last eight years studied the methods of my friendSherlock Holmes, I find many tragic, some comic, a large number merelystrange, but none commonplace; for, working as he did rather for thelove of his art than for the acquirement of wealth, he refused toassociate himself with any investigation which did not tend towardsthe unusual, and even the fantastic. Of all these varied cases,however, I cannot recall any which presented more singular featuresthan that which was associated with the well-known Surrey family ofthe Roylotts of Stoke Moran. The events in question occurred in theearly days of my association with Holmes, when we were sharing roomsas bachelors in Baker Street. It is possible that I might haveplaced them upon record before, but a promise of secrecy was made atthe time, from which I have only been freed during the last month bythe untimely death of the lady to whom the pledge was given. It isperhaps as well that the facts should now come to light, for I havereasons to know that there are widespread rumours as to the death ofDr. Grimesby Roylott which tend to make the matter even moreterrible than the truth.
5、  "I took the lamp from him, and I examined the machine verythoroughly. It was indeed a gigantic one, and capable of exercisingenormous pressure. When I passed outside, however, and pressed downthe levers which controlled it, I knew at once by the whishing soundthat there was a slight leakage, which allowed a regurgitation ofwater through one of the side cylinders. An examination showed thatone of the india-rubber bands which was round the head of adriving-rod had shrunk so as not quite to fill the socket alongwhich it worked. This was clearly the cause of the loss of power,and I pointed it out to my companions, who followed my remarks verycarefully and asked several practical questions as to how theyshould proceed to set it right. When I had made it clear to them, Ireturned to the main chamber of the machine and took a good look at itto satisfy my own curiosity. It was obvious at a glance that the storyof the fuller's-earth was the merest fabrication, for it would beabsurd to suppose that so powerful an engine could be designed forso inadequate a purpose. The walls were of wood, but the floorconsisted of a large iron trough, and when I came to examine it Icould see a crust of metallic deposit all over it. I had stooped andwas scraping at this to see exactly what it was when I heard amuttered exclamation in German and saw the cadaverous face of thecolonel looking down at me.




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      "What do you make of it, Inspector?"

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      "May I see it?"

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       And yet the next day brought us no nearer to the solution of themystery. A note was handed in after breakfast, which Holmes passedacross to me with a smile.

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      As to the special cause of my leaving, it is not merely the strainedsituation with Mr. Carruthers, but it is the reappearance of thatodious man, Mr. Woodley. He was always hideous, but he looks moreawful than ever now, for he appears to have had an accident and heis much disfigured. I saw him out of the window, but I am glad tosay I did not meet him. He had a long talk with Mr. Carruthers, whoseemed much excited afterwards. Woodley must be staying in theneighbourhood, for he did not sleep here, and yet I caught a glimpseof him again this morning, slinking about in the shrubbery. I wouldsooner have a savage wild animal loose about the place. I loathe andfear him more than I can say. How can Mr. Carruthers endure such acreature for a moment? However, all my troubles will be over onSaturday.

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    {  "Kicked you out!"

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      "Thank you, Miss Cushing," said Holmes, rising and bowing. "Yoursister Sarah lives, I think you said, at New Street, Wallington?Good-bye, and I am very sorry that you have been troubled over acase with which, as you say, you have nothing whatever to do."There was a cab passing as we came out, and Holmes hailed it."How far to Wallington?" he asked.}

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      "Mr. Sidney Johnson, the senior clerk."

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      "I can make a couple out of black silk."

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       "No, I have not."

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    {  "She saw no one but the constable."

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      "'I am delighted to hear it, for your advice at present would beexceedingly valuable to me. We have had some very strange doings atHurlstone, and the police have been able to throw no light upon thematter. It is really the most extraordinary and inexplicablebusiness.'