Say, but whould you expect land from this advestment?

While the man in the brown coat our flurried friend with a square toes.

If he doesn't come himself, he'll send an accomplice.

Would he consider it too dangerous?

Not at all?

If my view of the case is correct, and I have every reason to believe that it is, this man would rather risk anything than lose the ring.

According to my notion, he dropped it while stooping over Drebber's body and didn't miss it at the time.

After leaving the house, he discovered his loss and hurried back, but found the police already in possession.

Owing to his own folly and leaving the candles Burney, he had to pretend to be drunk in order to allay the suspicions which might have been aroused by his appearance of the.

Gabe I see.

Now put yourself in that man's place.

On thinking the matter over, it must have occurred to him that it was possible that he had lost the ring in the road after leaving the house.

What would he do?

Then?

He would eagerly look out for the evening papers, and the hope of seeing it among the articles found See I of course would light upon.

This, he'd be overjoyed.

Why should he feel a trap.

There'd been no reason in his eyes by the finding of the ring should be connected with the murder.

No, he would come.

He will come.

You shall see within the hour.

And then, oh, you can leave me to deal with him then.

And by the way, have you any firearms?

No, I'm my old service revolver and a few cottages.

You'd better cleed it and load it.

He'll be a desperate.

Man, and though I shall take him unawares, it's as well to be ready for everything.

So well, then I'll do it as soon as he had been on.

Oh, episcous, he's none the worse for lying.

I don't the blood seconds watsons.

I've just had an answer to the telegram I sent to America after we left Lariston Gardens.

My view of the case is the correct one there is.

Oh, my fiddle will be the better for new strings.

Put your pistol in your pocket and the fellow comes.

Speak to him in an ordinary way.

Leave the rest to me.

Don't frighten him by looking at him too hard.

He'll probably be here in a few minutes.

Now open the door slightly.

That will do now put the key on the inside.

There comes a man.

I think quickly with the key.

Yes, what's that h Eagles got?

Not coming from Andrew's toy.

You're right, no, sir, I stand out of the way while I put this all.

This WI set on head back.

I can't say you have any.

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A study in scarlet with how my friend mister Sherlock Holmes had described our investigation into the murder of the American Enoch Jade Drebber in an empty.

House near the Brixton Road.

That lame.

My mind kept returning to the scarlet of dead blood, in which some unknown finger had dipped to write on a wall above the dead man the one word of Rack a German for a venge.

Revenge for what and by whom?

So I mused as I cleaned my old service above and waited with homes for the arrival of a clement to the woman's wedding.

Ring which had been found.

Put chop his foot in their pocket.

But the fellow comes, speak to him in an ordinary way.

Leave the rest to me.

Don't frighten him by looking at him too hard.

He'll probably be here in a few minutes.

I open the doors like, oh, well, that's will do.

I'll put the key on the inside.

Yeah, comes on, man, I think rightly with the key.

That no listen, yes, uh, good one, sir, This has brought me a good gentleman.

Here in the paper a gold wedding ring in the Brixton Road.

It belongs to.

My girl Sally as was married only this time, twelvemonth which her husband Miss Jeward a board a union boat.

And what he'd say if he'd come home and found her without her ring is more than I can think, he being short enough at the fist of times, but more especially when he has a drink.

If it please you, she.

Went to the circus last night along with is that her ring?

Oh the lord we think if Sallie will be a glad woman this night?

And what may your address be?

Thirteen Duncan Street an switch.

There's a very way from here.

The Brixton Road doesn't lie between any second and foundage.

The gentleman asked me for my address.

Sally lives in lodgings at three.

My field placed pickles.

And your name is My name is Sawyer.

Sawyers is Dennison Rich Tom Dennis married her in the smart clean lad too long a bad at say, and no Stewart and the company him or thought of.

But this went on shower, what with the women and liquor shops.

Give it to her.

Here's your rings, is Sawyer?

Tell him belongs to your daughter.

And I'm going to be able to restore it to the white learner if he could have come home.

And I don't know what you want done?

Think you good gentlemen?

Said the night.

I follow her.

She must be in accompanied.

She lead me to it.

Wait up on me once.

The cotton yarders know it for the world, Watson.

They'd never let me hear at the end of it, it.

Just gone midnight.

Oh, I don't mind telling your story against myself.

That creature had gone a little way when she hailed a four wheeler which was passing drive to.

Thirteen Duncan street hand stitch.

She cried.

This begins to look genuine, I thought, and having seen her safely inside, I perched myself behind.

Perched yourself.

Oh, that's an art which every detective should be an expert.

Well away we rattled and never drew rain until we reached the street in question.

I hopped off before we came to the door, and strolled down the street in an easy lounging way.

I saw the cat pull up, the driver jumped down, and I saw him open the door and stand expectantly.

Nothing came out.

What When I reached him, he was groping about frantically in the empty cab and giving them to the finest assorted collection.

Of oaths that I ever listened.

There was no sign or place of his passenger, and I hear it will be some time before he gets his fair.

On inquiring at number thirteen, we found that no one of the name either Sawyer or.

Dennis had ever been heard after.

But you don't mean to say that that tottering, feeble old woman was able to get out of.

The cab while it was in motion without either you or the driver.

Seeing old woman bed Damn, we were the old women.

To be so taken in must have been a young man and an active one too.

Besides being an incomfortable actor, the get up was inimitable.

He saw that he was followed and no doubt and used this means of giving him the slip.

It shows that the.

Men were after is not as lonely as I imagined he was, but his friends were ready to risk something for him.

Now, doctor, you're looking done up as you say it's gone midnight.

Take my advice and turning.

Yes, I think it will.

You turning into.

Oh not yet.

Awhile that's here.

There's a strange problem skilled to unravel, very train problem.

The paper does not be full of it today, the Brixton mystery they're calling it.

Find that tis my dear Watson played personally up while I demolished this fourth.

Ay, Oh, very welcome.

The deceased was an American gentleman who'd been residing for some weeks in the metropolis.

He'd stayed at the boarding house of Madame Charpontier in Turkey, Terryce Camberwell.

He was accompanied in his travels by his private secretary, mister Joseph Stangerson.

The two buried due to their Landlady.

Pon Tuesday, the fourth instant departed to Houston Station with the avowed intention of catching the Liverpool Express.

They were afterwards.

Seen together upon the platform.

Anymore has known of them, and WI mister Drebber's body was, as recorded, discovered in an empty house in the Brixton Road, many miles from Euston.

We're glad to learn that mister Lestrade Andster Gregson's Scotland yard.

They're both engaged.

Upon the kids, and it is confidently anticipated that these well known officers will speedily throw.

Light upon the matter.

I told you that whatever happens with the straight and Gregson will be sure to score.

I depend on her terms, score pleasure.

It doesn't matter in the least.

If the man is court, it will be on account of their exertions.

If he escapes, it will be in spite of their exertions.

It's heads, I win and tails.

You what on earth is theck?

It's the Baker Street Division of a detective police force.

The f.

Then, fum, come on, I'll get into life quickly.

In future you will send up Wiggins.

Alone to report, and the rest of you must wait in the story.

Now have you found it?

Wiging, No, sir, we ain't.

I hardly expected you would.

You must keep on until you do that.

Okay your wages now ask you go and come back with a better report next time.

Sir, Come on, all of you, come on, mars.

There's more work to be got out of one of those that are beggars than out of a dozen of the force.

Are you employing them on this Brixton Caseton.

Yes, there's a point which I wish to ascertain.

You're a master of time.

Oh, inspect direction, Come.

In, mister Holmes, congressuonate me.

I mean the whole thing as clear as day.

You mean that you were on the right track, the right track WHI we have the man under lock and key, and his name is Author shop onon dear sub lieutenant, and her measures his navy.

Well, let's take a seat and try one of these cigars where I'm anxious to know.

How you managed it.

The fun of it is the dead fool as trade, who thinks himself so smart, has gone off upon the wrong track altogether.

He's after the Secretary Stangerson, who had no more to do with the crime than the babe I'm born.

And how did you get your clube, Gregsons.

Do you remember the hat besides the dead Man?

Yes?

By John Underwood and Sons one hundred and twenty nine Camberwell.

Rode Ide mag there Well.

I went to Underwood and.

Asked him if he'd sold a head of death.

Size and description.

He looked over his books and.

Came on it at once.

He had sent a head to mister Dreverer residing at Charpontier's boarding establishment, Corky Tyris.

Thus I got in his address smart Denis.

I next called upon Medam Charpontier.

I found her very pale and distressed.

Her daughter was in the room too, and uncommonly find girl she is on ahead.

Before I even.

Started the question that I felt that these people knew something about the mead.

Have you heard of the mysterious death of your late border mister Eno Jays Brebber of Cleveland, Then.

Yes we have.

What o'clock did mister Grever leave your house to betray the lady?

Clock?

Mister Sanderson said there were two things, one of nineteenteen and one to leave me.

He need to catch the first, and that was the last you saw of him, Madam.

I asked whether it was the last you saw it.

Was mother brother.

No good can ever come of soursehood we did, mister again, if.

You murdered your brother Arthur, would rather we spoke the truth.

You'd best tell me all about it.

Half confidence is are worse than none.

Besides you, you don't know how much we know already your head.

I have you better leave us together.

Now, Sir, I had no intention of telling you all this, but since my poor daughter disclosed it, I'm no alternative, and he once decided to speak, I.

Will tell you all without omitting any particular It's your wisest of course matter.

Mister deb had been with us nearly a three weeks.

He and his secretary, mister Stangerson, had been traveling on the continent.

Yes, mister Stangerson was a quiet, reserved man.

Oh I started to say, it was far otherwise.

He was coarse inhabits and bootish in his wish how So, but the very night of his arrival he became very much the worse for drink, and indeed, after twelve o'clock in the daytime he could hardly ever.

Be said to be sober.

Towards the maids.

He was disgrustingly free and familiar, and worst of all, he assumed the same attitude towards my daughter and spoke to her more than once in a way which fortunately she's too innocent to understand.

But on one occasion he actually.

Seized her in his arms and embraced her.

Oh, his own secret.

Today approached him for it.

But why did you stand all this?

I suppose you can get rid of your borders when you wish to God.

I'd given him notice on the very day came, but it was a sore temptation.

They were paying upound the gage, and this is the slack season.

I am a widow, and my boy in the navy has cost.

Me my time.

I esked it for the best.

This last was too much, however, and I gave him notice to leave.

On account of it, I see, Oh, my heart drew lights.

I saw him drive away.

My son is on lee just now.

But I did not tell him anything of all this.

His temper is violent, and he's fashionately fond of his sister.

But when I closed the door behind them, a load seemed to be lifted.

From my mind.

A less and less than.

An hour, there was a ring at the bell, and I learned that mister Drever had returned.

He was the worst for drink.

He forced his way into the room where I was sitting with my daughter and made some mining coosheer and remark about having missed his train.

He then turned to Alice, and before my very face, proposed to her that she should fly with him.

You are of age, she said, and there's no lord to stop you.

I have money and enough to spare, never minding.

Oh girls, here, but come along with.

Me now straight away.

You shall live like a princess.

Oh go on.

Poor Alice was so frightened that she shrank away from him, but he caught her by the wrist while I screamed.

And at that moment my son, Arthur.

Came into the room.

What happened then, I do not know.

I heard oh and confused sounds of a scuffle.

I was too careed for I to raise my head, and when I did look up, I saw Arthur standing in the doorway, laughing with a stick in his hand.

I don't think that fine fellow will trouble us again, he said, I will just go after him and see what it does with himself.

And with those words.

He took his hat and started off down the street.

Next morning we heard of mister Drever's misterious death.

Let him stop, won't you?

And what I did?

Your son returned?

I do not know.

He has a lected and they let himself in after you went to bed.

Yes, when did you get to bed?

So your son was gone at least two hours, possibly quot or five.

What was he doing during that time?

I do not know, sir.

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Nothing would have been done.

I found out where Lieutenant Charp Pontier was and arrested him.

When I touched him on the shoulder and warned him to come quietly with us, he answered us as boldest brass, I suppose you are arresting me for being concerned in the death of that scoundreled river, which is nothing to him about it, so that his alluding to it had a.

Most suspicious aspect.

There he still carried the heaviest stick with which the mother described as having with him when he followed Drebber.

Now, what's your theory then, inspected Gregson.

Well, miss Holmes.

My theory is that he followed River as far as the Brixton Road, when there some occasion arose between them, and in the course of which Drebor received a blow from the stick in the pit of the stomach beheads, which killed him without leaving an imark.

The night was so wet that no one was about, so shall Pontierre dragged the body of his victim into the empty house.

As to the candle and the blood, and the running on the wall, and the ring, they may all have been so many tricks to throw the police on the wrong scent.

Well done, really.

Gregson, you are getting along.

We shall make something on you.

Yet, well, I flatter myself that I've managed to rather neatly.

The young man volunteered a statement in which he said that after following Grever for some time, the letters perceived him and took a cab in order.

To get away from him.

On his way home, Sharll Pontier met an old shipmate and took.

A long walk with him.

On being asked where this old shipmate lived.

He was unable to give any statisfactory reply.

Yes, I think the whole case fits together.

Uncommonly.

Well, what amuses me is to think of the trade who had started over from the wrong sin.

I really won't make my joby, why mine jove?

Here's the many men himself coming in Stackstrap.

Oh so you're here, Gregson.

I suppose this trade you've come to consult mister Sherlock Holmes ask him what move to make next day?

Well, I don't mind admitting this is a most extraordinary case, most incomprehensible affair.

Ah, you find it so?

I thought you'd got to that conclusion.

Have you managed to land the secretary, mister Joseph Stangerson.

I've just come from Stangerson's room.

We've been hearing Gregson's fear the matter.

Would you mind letting us know what you've done this traet?

No, misterons, no jexas at all.

I really confess that I was of the opinion that Stangerson was concerned in the desert Drever was a fresh development that showed me that I was completely well.

Well, I fancy we'd better take the events in their sequence very well.

Full of the one idea, I set myself to discover what had become of the Secretary.

He and Drevor have been seen together at Euston Station about our past eight on the evening of the third.

At two in the morning of the fourth, Drever had been found murdered than the house off Mixton Road.

And the question which confronted me was to find out how Stangerson had been employed between eight thirty and the time of the crime, and what have recovered him Afterwards?

I'm telling AFT to Liverpool, giving a description of the man, and warning them to keep a watch upon the American boats.

I then set to work, calling upon all the hotels and lodging houses in.

The vicinity of Houston.

You see.

I argued that if Trever and his companion had become separated that evening, the natural course for Stangerson would be to put up somewhere in the vicinity for the night, then to hang about the station again next morning.

To look out for his employer.

They'd belighted to agree on some meeting there before him, Sir Cold, I.

Spent all of yesterday evening making inquire he is entirely without a fail.

This morning I began.

Bill here at at eight o'clock I reached avery Day's Hotel.

In Little George, good morning.

There.

Can I help you?

Yes, I'd like to know whether mister Stangerson is living here.

Oh, certainly there, and no doubt you're the gentleman he was expecting.

He's been waiting here for a gentleman for two days.

Yes, sir, Where does he now?

He's upstairs in bed.

He wished to be called at nine.

I go out to see him at once, sent.

Yes, sir, the boots will take you at boots morning, sir.

I thank this gentleman.

Up to mister Stangerson's room.

Yes, but you follow me, sir.

Said, just so long here, Thank you very much, Thank you, sir.

Cool?

What's that?

Hes got?

Blood coming from Andrew's joy right?

Stop, said, stand out of the way while I put the solid, well set head back.

I can't stay here.

Stepped for the art dead for some time he fled profusely.

But now comes the strangest part of the affair, mister Robes.

What do you suppose on the wall.

The word of a written in letters of blood?

But that was it?

Great, get onto the details of the straining well.

The murderer was seen.

An lit boy happened to walk down the lane at the back of the hotel.

He noticed that the ladder that shusually lay there was raised against one of the windows on the second floor, which was wide open.

He looked back and saw a man descend the ladder.

He came down so openly that the lad imagined to be some carpenter or joiner at work, took no notice beyond thinking it was early anyone like that to be at Worth.

And he has an.

Impression that the man was tall, had a reddish face, and was dressed.

In a long brownish coat.

Did you find anything in the room which could furnish up?

Two?

To the nader, laughing, Stangerson had eighty odd pounds in his pocket.

Whatever the motive for these two crimes, it certainly wasn't robbery.

There were no papers in the pockets except for.

Telegram dated from Cleveland about a month ago, containing.

The words j H is in Europe.

There was no sender's name, and there was nothing else, nothing of any importance.

His pipe was on the chair beside the bed.

There was a glass of water on the table, and on the windowsilla a small chip point the box containing a couple of pills.

At last, what's etons the last link?

My case is complete?

Oh, just what do you mean, mister?

I have nine my hands all the threads which are formed such a tangle.

But our course details to be filled in.

But I am as certain of all the beame facts from the time that Drevor parted from Stanguson at the station up to the discovery is tanguson body as if I'd seen them with my own eyes.

I'll give you proof of my knowledge.

Could you lay your hand upon those pills let day?

Yes, I haven't here.

I don't attach any importance to them, though.

Let me see them, doctor m for those ordinary pills.

No, they're certainly not.

Fairly gray colors.

Small round and see yes, it's almost transparent against the light from their lightness, and transparent and are soluble and water precisely.

Now, would you mind going down and fetching that poor little devil of the terrier, which has been bad so long, and which the landlady wanted you to put out.

A bit pain yesterday?

Oh?

Yes, what are you going to do, mistermes?

I will now cut one of these pills in two one half we returned into the box for future purposes.

The other half I will place in this wine glass.

If you would be kind enough to pass me the carafe less straight here, here you are sure not that I pour into the glass of pea sprink ful of water.

Ah, you perceive that our friend the doctor is right, But they're readily dissolved.

I shall now have a little milk to make the mixture palatable.

K Uh.

Here you use, poor old chap and loom passes a lot in spare.

I'm a frind.

Put him down on a cushion while I transfer this mixed generous saucer.

Now, poor old boy, here's a little drink for you.

Well, it can't be a coincidence.

But then it pills, which I suspected in the case of Drebber, I actually found after the death of Tangls.

And and yet they're inert.

What can it mean?

Surely my whole chain of.

Reasoning counter being false.

No, it's impossible.

And yet this wretched dog is none the worse.

Well, if you asked me, ah.

I had it with that other pill.

Cut didn't too for me?

Well, I get more milk and water ready.

Now in it goes.

You mean you're gonna try again?

First by fire?

Another thought?

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