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- | =====The Adventure of the Noble Bachelor===== | + | =====The Adventure of the Norwood Builder===== |
===Sir Arthur Conan Doyle=== | ===Sir Arthur Conan Doyle=== | ||
- | The Lord St. Simon marriage, and its curious termination, | + | “From the point of view of the criminal expert,” said Mr. |
- | ceased to be a subject | + | Sherlock Holmes, “London has become |
- | the unfortunate bridegroom moves. Fresh scandals have eclipsed it, and | + | city since the death of the late lamented Professor Moriarty.” |
- | their more piquant details have drawn the gossips away from this | + | |
- | four-year-old drama. As I have reason to believe, however, that the | + | |
- | full facts have never been revealed to the general public, and as my | + | |
- | friend | + | |
- | up, I feel that no memoir | + | |
- | sketch of this remarkable episode. | + | |
- | It was a few weeks before my own marriage, during the days when I was | + | “I can hardly think that you would find many decent citizens |
- | still sharing rooms with Holmes in Baker Street, | + | agree with you,” I answered. |
- | an afternoon stroll to find a letter on the table waiting for him. I | + | |
- | had remained indoors all day, for the weather had taken a sudden turn | + | |
- | to rain, with high autumnal winds, and the jezail bullet which I had | + | |
- | brought back in one of my limbs as a relic of my Afghan campaign | + | |
- | throbbed | + | |
- | legs upon another, I had surrounded myself with a cloud of newspapers | + | |
- | until at last, saturated with the news of the day, I tossed them all | + | |
- | aside and lay listless, watching the huge crest and monogram upon the | + | |
- | envelope upon the table and wondering lazily who my friend’s noble | + | |
- | correspondent could be. | + | |
- | “Here is a very fashionable epistle,” I remarked | + | “Well, well, I must not be selfish,” said he, with a smile, |
- | morning letters, if I remember right, were from a fish-monger | + | pushed back his chair from the breakfast-table. “The community is |
- | tide-waiter.” | + | certainly the gainer, and no one the loser, save the poor |
+ | out-of-work specialist, whose occupation has gone. With that man | ||
+ | in the field, one’s morning paper presented infinite | ||
+ | possibilities. Often it was only the smallest trace, Watson, the | ||
+ | faintest indication, | ||
+ | great malignant brain was there, as the gentlest tremors of the | ||
+ | edges of the web remind one of the foul spider which lurks in the | ||
+ | centre. Petty thefts, wanton assaults, purposeless outrage---to the | ||
+ | man who held the clue all could be worked into one connected | ||
+ | whole. To the scientific student of the higher criminal world, no | ||
+ | capital in Europe offered the advantages which London then | ||
+ | possessed. But now------” He shrugged his shoulders in humorous | ||
+ | deprecation of the state of things which he had himself done so | ||
+ | much to produce. | ||
- | “Yes, my correspondence has certainly | + | At the time of which I speak, Holmes had been back for some |
- | answered, smiling, “and the humbler are usually the more interesting. | + | months, and I at his request had sold my practice and returned to |
- | This looks like one of those unwelcome social summonses | + | share the old quarters in Baker Street. A young doctor, named |
- | a man either to be bored or to lie.” | + | Verner, had purchased my small Kensington practice, and given |
+ | with astonishingly little demur the highest price that I ventured | ||
+ | to ask---an incident | ||
+ | when I found that Verner was a distant relation of Holmes, and | ||
+ | that it was my friend who had really found the money. | ||
- | He broke the seal and glanced over the contents. | + | Our months of partnership had not been so uneventful as he had |
+ | stated, for I find, on looking over my notes, that this period | ||
+ | includes | ||
+ | the shocking affair of the Dutch steamship // | ||
+ | nearly cost us both our lives. His cold and proud nature was | ||
+ | always averse, however, from anything in the shape of public | ||
+ | applause, and he bound me in the most stringent terms to say no | ||
+ | further word of himself, his methods, or his successes---a | ||
+ | prohibition which, as I have explained, has only now been | ||
+ | removed. | ||
- | “Oh, come, it may prove to be something | + | Mr. Sherlock Holmes was leaning back in his chair after his |
+ | whimsical protest, and was unfolding his morning paper in a | ||
+ | leisurely fashion, when our attention was arrested by a | ||
+ | tremendous ring at the bell, followed immediately by a hollow | ||
+ | drumming sound, as if someone were beating on the outer door with | ||
+ | his fist. As it opened there came a tumultuous rush into the | ||
+ | hall, rapid feet clattered up the stair, and an instant later a | ||
+ | wild-eyed and frantic young man, pale, disheveled, and | ||
+ | palpitating, | ||
+ | of us, and under our gaze of inquiry he became conscious that | ||
+ | some apology was needed for this unceremonious entry. | ||
- | “Not social, then?” | + | “I’m sorry, Mr. Holmes,” he cried. “You mustn’t blame me. I am |
+ | nearly mad. Mr. Holmes, I am the unhappy John Hector McFarlane.” | ||
- | “No, distinctly professional.” | + | He made the announcement as if the name alone would explain both |
+ | his visit and its manner, but I could see, by my companion’s | ||
+ | unresponsive face, that it meant no more to him than to me. | ||
- | “And from a noble client?” | + | “Have a cigarette, Mr. McFarlane, |
+ | across. “I am sure that, with your symptoms, my friend Dr. Watson | ||
+ | here would prescribe a sedative. The weather has been so very | ||
+ | warm these last few days. Now, if you feel a little more | ||
+ | composed, I should be glad if you would sit down in that chair, | ||
+ | and tell us very slowly and quietly who you are, and what it is | ||
+ | that you want. You mentioned your name, as if I should recognize | ||
+ | it, but I assure you that, beyond the obvious facts that you are | ||
+ | a bachelor, a solicitor, a Freemason, and an asthmatic, I know | ||
+ | nothing whatever about you.” | ||
- | “One | + | Familiar as I was with my friend’s methods, it was not difficult |
+ | for me to follow his deductions, and to observe the untidiness | ||
+ | attire, | ||
+ | breathing which had prompted them. Our client, however, stared | ||
+ | amazement. | ||
- | “My dear fellow, I congratulate | + | “Yes, I am all that, Mr. Holmes; and, in addition, I am the most |
+ | unfortunate man at this moment in London. For heaven’s sake, | ||
+ | don’t abandon me, Mr. Holmes! If they come to arrest me before I | ||
+ | have finished my story, make them give me time, so that I may | ||
+ | tell you the whole truth. I could go to jail happy if I knew that | ||
+ | you were working for me outside.” | ||
- | “I assure | + | “Arrest |
- | client is a matter of less moment to me than the interest of his case. | + | interesting. On what charge do you expect to be arrested?” |
- | It is just possible, however, that that also may not be wanting in this | + | |
- | new investigation. You have been reading the papers diligently of late, | + | |
- | have you not?” | + | |
- | “It looks like it,” said I ruefully, pointing to a huge bundle in the | + | “Upon the charge of murdering Mr. Jonas Oldacre, of Lower |
- | corner. “I have had nothing else to do.” | + | Norwood.” |
- | “It is fortunate, for you will perhaps be able to post me up. I read | + | My companion’s expressive face showed a sympathy which was not, I |
- | nothing except the criminal news and the agony column. The latter is | + | am afraid, entirely unmixed with satisfaction. |
- | always instructive. But if you have followed recent events so closely | + | |
- | you must have read about Lord St. Simon and his wedding?” | + | |
- | “Oh, yes, with the deepest interest.” | + | “Dear me,” said he, “it was only this moment at breakfast that I |
+ | was saying to my friend, Dr. Watson, that sensational cases had | ||
+ | disappeared out of our papers.” | ||
- | “That is well. The letter which I hold in my hand is from Lord St. | + | Our visitor stretched forward a quivering |
- | Simon. I will read it to you, and in return you must turn over these | + | //Daily Telegraph//, which still lay upon Holmes’s knee. |
- | papers and let me have whatever bears upon the matter. This is what he | + | |
- | says: | + | |
- | ~~~~“'MY DEAR MR. SHERLOCK HOLMES,---Lord Backwater tells me that I may\\ | + | “If you had looked at it, sir, you would have seen at a glance |
- | ~~~~place implicit reliance upon your judgment and discretion. | + | what the errand is on which I have come to you this morning. I |
- | ~~~~determined, | + | feel as if my name and my misfortune must be in every man’s |
- | ~~~~reference | + | mouth.” He turned it over to expose |
- | ~~~~connection | + | is, and with your permission I will read it to you. Listen to |
- | ~~~~acting | + | this, Mr. Holmes. The headlines are: ‘Mysterious Affair at Lower |
- | ~~~~objection to your co-operation, and that he even thinks | + | Norwood. Disappearance |
- | ~~~~might be of some assistance. I will call at four o’clock in the\\ | + | Murder and Arson. A Clue to the Criminal.’ That is the clue which |
- | ~~~~afternoon, and, should you have any other engagement at that time,\\ | + | they are already |
- | ~~~~I hope that you will postpone | + | infallibly to me. I have been followed from London Bridge |
- | ~~~~importance. Yours faithfully,\\ | + | Station, and I am sure that they are only waiting for the warrant |
- | \\ | + | to arrest me. It will break my mother’s heart---it will break her |
- | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“‘ROBERT ST. SIMON.’ | + | heart!” He wrung his hands in an agony of apprehension, and |
+ | swayed backward and forward in his chair. | ||
- | “It is dated from Grosvenor Mansions, written | + | I looked with interest upon this man, who was accused of being |
- | noble lord has had the misfortune to get a smear of ink upon the outer | + | the perpetrator of a crime of violence. He was flaxen-haired and |
- | side of his right little finger,” remarked Holmes as he folded up the | + | handsome, in a washed-out negative fashion, with frightened blue |
- | epistle. | + | eyes, and a clean-shaven face, with a weak, sensitive mouth. His |
+ | age may have been about twenty-seven, | ||
+ | of a gentleman. From the pocket | ||
+ | protruded | ||
+ | profession. | ||
- | “He says four o’clock. It is three now. He will be here in an hour.” | + | “We must use what time we have,” said Holmes. “Watson, would you |
+ | have the kindness to take the paper and to read the paragraph | ||
+ | question?” | ||
- | “Then I have just time, with your assistance, to get clear upon the | + | Underneath |
- | subject. Turn over those papers and arrange the extracts in their order | + | read the following suggestive narrative: |
- | of time, while I take a glance as to who our client | + | |
- | red-covered volume from a line of books of reference beside the | + | |
- | mantelpiece. “Here he is,” said he, sitting down and flattening it out | + | |
- | upon his knee. “‘Lord Robert Walsingham de Vere St. Simon, second son | + | |
- | of the Duke of Balmoral.’ Hum! ‘Arms: Azure, three caltrops in chief | + | |
- | over a fess sable. Born in 1846.’ He’s forty-one years of age, which is | + | |
- | mature for marriage. Was Under-Secretary for the colonies in a late | + | |
- | administration. The Duke, his father, was at one time Secretary for | + | |
- | Foreign Affairs. They inherit Plantagenet blood by direct descent, and | + | |
- | Tudor on the distaff side. Ha! Well, there is nothing very instructive | + | |
- | in all this. I think that I must turn to you Watson, for something more | + | |
- | solid.” | + | |
- | “I have very little difficulty in finding what I want,” said I, “for | + | ~~~~~~~~“Late last night, or early this morning, an incident occurred at\\ |
- | the facts are quite recent, and the matter struck me as remarkable. I | + | ~~~~Lower Norwood which points, it is feared, to a serious crime. Mr.\\ |
- | feared to refer them to you, however, as I knew that you had an inquiry | + | ~~~~Jonas Oldacre is a well-known resident of that suburb, where he\\ |
- | on hand and that you disliked the intrusion of other matters.” | + | ~~~~has carried |
- | + | ~~~~Oldacre | |
- | “Oh, you mean the little problem of the Grosvenor Square furniture van. | + | ~~~~Dene House, at the Sydenham end of the road of that name. He has\\ |
- | That is quite cleared up now---though, indeed, it was obvious from the | + | ~~~~had |
- | first. Pray give me the results | + | ~~~~and retiring. For some years he has practically withdrawn from\\ |
- | + | ~~~~the business, in which he is said to have massed considerable\\ | |
- | “Here is the first notice which I can find. It is in the personal | + | ~~~~wealth. A small timber-yard still exists, however, at the back of\\ |
- | column | + | ~~~~the house, and last night, about twelve o’clock, an alarm was\\ |
- | ‘A marriage has been arranged,’ it says, ‘and will, if rumour | + | ~~~~given that one of the stacks was on fire. The engines were soon\\ |
- | correct, very shortly take place, between Lord Robert St. Simon, second | + | ~~~~upon |
- | son of the Duke of Balmoral, and Miss Hatty Doran, the only daughter | + | ~~~~was impossible to arrest |
- | Aloysius Doran. Esq., of San Francisco, Cal., U.S.A.’ That is all.” | + | ~~~~been entirely consumed. Up to this point the incident bore the\\ |
- | + | ~~~~appearance of an ordinary accident, but fresh indications seem to\\ | |
- | “Terse and to the point,” remarked Holmes, stretching his long, thin | + | ~~~~point to serious crime. Surprise was expressed at the absence of\\ |
- | legs towards | + | ~~~~the master |
- | + | ~~~~an inquiry followed, which showed that he had disappeared | |
- | “There was a paragraph amplifying this in one of the society papers of | + | ~~~~the house. An examination |
- | the same week. Ah, here it is: ‘There will soon be a call for | + | ~~~~not |
- | protection in the marriage | + | ~~~~number of important papers were scattered about the room, and\\ |
- | principle appears | + | ~~~~finally, that there were signs of a murderous struggle, slight\\ |
- | the management | + | ~~~~traces of blood being found within |
- | hands of our fair cousins | + | ~~~~walking-stick, which also showed stains of blood upon the handle.\\ |
- | addition has been made during the last week to the list of the prizes | + | ~~~~It |
- | which have been borne away by these charming invaders. Lord St. Simon, | + | ~~~~his bedroom upon that night, and the stick found has been\\ |
- | who has shown himself for over twenty years proof against | + | ~~~~identified as the property of this person, who is a young London\\ |
- | god’s arrows, has now definitely announced his approaching marriage | + | ~~~~solicitor named John Hector McFarlane, junior partner of Graham\\ |
- | with Miss Hatty Doran, the fascinating daughter | + | ~~~~and McFarlane, of 426, Gresham Buildings, E.C. The police believe\\ |
- | millionaire. Miss Doran, whose graceful figure and striking face | + | ~~~~that they have evidence in their possession which supplies |
- | attracted much attention at the Westbury House festivities, is an only | + | ~~~~convincing motive for the crime, and altogether it cannot be\\ |
- | child, and it is currently reported that her dowry will run to | + | ~~~~doubted that sensational developments will follow.\\ |
- | considerably over the six figures, with expectancies for the future. As | + | \\ |
- | it is an open secret | + | ~~~~~~~~“LATER.---It is rumoured as we go to press that Mr. John Hector\\ |
- | sell his pictures within the last few years, and as Lord St. Simon has | + | ~~~~McFarlane has actually been arrested on the charge of the\\ |
- | no property of his own save the small estate of Birchmoor, it is | + | ~~~~murder of Mr. Jonas Oldacre. It is at least certain that a\\ |
- | obvious that the Californian heiress is not the only gainer by an | + | ~~~~warrant |
- | alliance which will enable her to make the easy and common transition | + | ~~~~developments in the investigation at Norwood. Besides the\\ |
- | from a Republican lady to a British peeress.’” | + | ~~~~signs of a struggle in the room of the unfortunate builder it\\ |
- | + | ~~~~is now known that the French windows of his bedroom (which | |
- | “Anything else?” asked Holmes, yawning. | + | ~~~~on the ground floor) were found to be open, that there were\\ |
- | + | ~~~~marks as if some bulky object | |
- | “Oh, yes; plenty. Then there is another note in the //Morning Post// | + | ~~~~wood-pile, and, finally, it is asserted |
- | say that the marriage would be an absolutely quiet one, that it would | + | ~~~~have been found among the charcoal ashes of the fire. The\\ |
- | be at St. George’s, Hanover Square, that only half a dozen intimate | + | ~~~~police theory is that a most sensational crime has been\\ |
- | friends would be invited, and that the party would return to the | + | ~~~~committed, |
- | furnished house at Lancaster Gate which has been taken by Mr. Aloysius | + | ~~~~bedroom, |
- | Doran. Two days later---that is, on Wednesday last---there is a curt | + | ~~~~to the wood-stack, which was then ignited so as to hide all\\ |
- | announcement that the wedding | + | ~~~~traces of the crime. The conduct of the criminal\\ |
- | would be passed at Lord Backwater’s place, near Petersfield. Those are | + | ~~~~investigation has been left in the experienced hands of\\ |
- | all the notices which appeared before | + | ~~~~Inspector Lestrade, |
- | + | ~~~~clues with his accustomed energy and sagacity.” | |
- | “Before the what?” asked Holmes with a start. | + | |
- | + | ||
- | “The vanishing of the lady.” | + | |
- | + | ||
- | “When did she vanish, then?” | + | |
- | + | ||
- | “At the wedding breakfast.” | + | |
- | + | ||
- | “Indeed. This is more interesting than it promised to be; quite | + | |
- | dramatic, | + | |
- | + | ||
- | “Yes; it struck me as being a little out of the common.” | + | |
- | “They often vanish before the ceremony, | + | Sherlock Holmes listened with closed eyes and fingertips together |
- | honeymoon; but I cannot call to mind anything quite so prompt as this. | + | to this remarkable account. |
- | Pray let me have the details.” | + | |
- | “I warn you that they are very incomplete.” | + | “The case has certainly some points of interest, |
+ | languid fashion. “May | ||
+ | how it is that you are still at liberty, since there appears to | ||
+ | be enough evidence to justify your arrest?” | ||
- | “Perhaps we may make them less so.” | + | “I live at Torrington Lodge, Blackheath, with my parents, Mr. |
+ | Holmes, but last night, having to do business very late with Mr. | ||
+ | Jonas Oldacre, I stayed at an hotel in Norwood, and came to my | ||
+ | business from there. I knew nothing of this affair until I was in | ||
+ | the train, when I read what you have just heard. I at once saw | ||
+ | the horrible danger of my position, and I hurried to put the case | ||
+ | into your hands. I have no doubt that I should have been arrested | ||
+ | either at my city office or at my home. A man followed me from | ||
+ | London Bridge Station, and I have no doubt---Great heaven! what is | ||
+ | that?” | ||
- | “Such as they are, they are set forth in a single article | + | It was a clang of the bell, followed instantly by heavy steps |
- | paper of yesterday, which I will read to you. It is headed, ‘Singular | + | upon the stair. A moment later, our old friend Lestrade appeared |
- | Occurrence at a Fashionable Wedding’: | + | in the doorway. Over his shoulder I caught |
+ | two uniformed policemen outside. | ||
- | “‘The family of Lord Robert St. Simon has been thrown into the greatest | + | “Mr. John Hector McFarlane? |
- | consternation by the strange and painful episodes which have taken | + | |
- | place in connection with his wedding. The ceremony, as shortly | + | |
- | announced in the papers of yesterday, occurred on the previous morning; | + | |
- | but it is only now that it has been possible to confirm the strange | + | |
- | rumours which have been so persistently floating about. In spite of the | + | |
- | attempts of the friends to hush the matter up, so much public attention | + | |
- | has now been drawn to it that no good purpose can be served by | + | |
- | affecting to disregard what is a common subject for conversation. | + | |
- | “‘The ceremony, which was performed at St. George’s, Hanover Square, | + | Our unfortunate client rose with a ghastly face. |
- | was a very quiet one, no one being present save the father of the | + | |
- | bride, Mr. Aloysius Doran, the Duchess of Balmoral, Lord Backwater, | + | |
- | Lord Eustace and Lady Clara St. Simon (the younger brother and sister | + | |
- | of the bridegroom), | + | |
- | proceeded afterwards to the house of Mr. Aloysius Doran, at Lancaster | + | |
- | Gate, where breakfast had been prepared. It appears that some little | + | |
- | trouble was caused by a woman, whose name has not been ascertained, | + | |
- | endeavoured to force her way into the house after the bridal party, | + | |
- | alleging that she had some claim upon Lord St. Simon. It was only after | + | |
- | a painful and prolonged scene that she was ejected by the butler and | + | |
- | the footman. The bride, who had fortunately entered the house before | + | |
- | this unpleasant interruption, | + | |
- | when she complained of a sudden indisposition and retired to her room. | + | |
- | Her prolonged absence having caused some comment, her father followed | + | |
- | her, but learned from her maid that she had only come up to her chamber | + | |
- | for an instant, caught up an ulster and bonnet, and hurried down to the | + | |
- | passage. One of the footmen declared that he had seen a lady leave the | + | |
- | house thus apparelled, but had refused to credit that it was his | + | |
- | mistress, believing her to be with the company. On ascertaining that | + | |
- | his daughter had disappeared, | + | |
- | the bridegroom, instantly put themselves in communication with the | + | |
- | police, and very energetic inquiries are being made, which will | + | |
- | probably result in a speedy clearing up of this very singular business. | + | |
- | Up to a late hour last night, however, nothing had transpired as to the | + | |
- | whereabouts of the missing lady. There are rumours of foul play in the | + | |
- | matter, and it is said that the police have caused the arrest of the | + | |
- | woman who had caused the original disturbance, | + | |
- | jealousy or some other motive, she may have been concerned in the | + | |
- | strange disappearance of the bride.’” | + | |
- | “And is that all?” | + | “I arrest you for the wilful murder of Mr. Jonas Oldacre, of |
+ | Lower Norwood.” | ||
- | “Only one little item in another | + | McFarlane turned to us with a gesture |
- | suggestive | + | his chair once more like one who is crushed. |
- | “And it is---” | + | “One moment, Lestrade, |
+ | can make no difference to you, and the gentleman was about to | ||
+ | give us an account of this very interesting affair, which might | ||
+ | aid us in clearing | ||
- | “That Miss Flora Millar, the lady who had caused the disturbance, | + | “I think there will be no difficulty in clearing it up,” said |
- | actually been arrested. It appears that she was formerly a // | + | Lestrade, grimly. |
- | at the Allegro, and that she has known the bridegroom for some years. | + | |
- | There are no further particulars, | + | |
- | now---so far as it has been set forth in the public press.” | + | |
- | “And an exceedingly interesting case it appears to be. I would not have | + | “None the less, with your permission, I should |
- | missed it for worlds. But there is a ring at the bell, Watson, and as | + | to hear his account.” |
- | the clock makes it a few minutes after four, I have no doubt that this | + | |
- | will prove to be our noble client. Do not dream of going, Watson, for I | + | |
- | very much prefer having a witness, if only as a check to my own | + | |
- | memory.” | + | |
- | “Lord Robert St. Simon,” announced our page-boy, throwing open the | + | “Well, Mr. Holmes, it is difficult for me to refuse you anything, |
- | door. A gentleman entered, with a pleasant, cultured face, high-nosed | + | for you have been of use to the force once or twice in the past, |
- | and pale, with something perhaps | + | and we owe you a good turn at Scotland Yard,” said Lestrade. “At |
- | the steady, well-opened eye of a man whose pleasant lot it had ever | + | the same time I must remain |
- | been to command | + | warn him that anything he may say will appear |
- | general appearance gave an undue impression of age, for he had a slight | + | him.” |
- | forward stoop and a little bend of the knees as he walked. His hair, | + | |
- | too, as he swept off his very curly-brimmed hat, was grizzled round the | + | |
- | edges and thin upon the top. As to his dress, it was careful to the | + | |
- | verge of foppishness, | + | |
- | waistcoat, yellow gloves, patent-leather shoes, and light-coloured | + | |
- | gaiters. He advanced slowly into the room, turning his head from left | + | |
- | to right, and swinging | + | |
- | eyeglasses. | + | |
- | “Good-day, Lord St. Simon,” said Holmes, rising and bowing. “Pray take | + | “I wish nothing better,” said our client. “All I ask is that you |
- | the basket-chair. This is my friend | + | should hear and recognize |
- | a little to the fire, and we will talk this matter over.” | + | |
- | “A most painful matter to me, as you can most readily imagine, Mr. | + | Lestrade looked at his watch. |
- | Holmes. | + | he. |
- | already managed several delicate cases of this sort, sir, though I | + | |
- | presume that they were hardly from the same class of society.” | + | |
- | “No, I am descending.” | + | “I must explain first,” said McFarlane, “that |
+ | Mr. Jonas Oldacre. His name was familiar to me, for many years | ||
+ | ago my parents were acquainted with him, but they drifted apart. | ||
+ | I was very much surprised therefore, when yesterday, about three | ||
+ | o’clock in the afternoon, he walked into my office in the city. | ||
+ | But I was still more astonished when he told me the object of his | ||
+ | visit. He had in his hand several sheets of a notebook, covered | ||
+ | with scribbled writing---here they are---and he laid them on my | ||
+ | table. | ||
- | “I beg pardon.” | + | “‘Here is my will,’ said he. ‘I want you, Mr. McFarlane, to cast |
+ | it into proper legal shape. | ||
- | “My last client | + | “I set myself to copy it, and you can imagine my astonishment |
+ | when I found that, with some reservations, | ||
+ | property to me. He was a strange little ferret-like man, with | ||
+ | white eyelashes, and when I looked up at him I found his keen | ||
+ | grey eyes fixed upon me with an amused expression. I could hardly | ||
+ | believe my own as I read the terms of the will; but he explained | ||
+ | that he was a bachelor with hardly any living relation, that he | ||
+ | had known my parents in his youth, and that he had always heard | ||
+ | of me as a very deserving young man, and was assured that his | ||
+ | money would be in worthy hands. Of course, I could only stammer | ||
+ | out my thanks. The will was duly finished, signed, and witnessed | ||
+ | by my clerk. This is it on the blue paper, and these slips, as I | ||
+ | have explained, are the rough draft. Mr. Jonas Oldacre then | ||
+ | informed me that there were a number of documents---building | ||
+ | leases, title-deeds, | ||
+ | necessary that I should see and understand. He said that his mind | ||
+ | would not be easy until the whole thing was settled, and he | ||
+ | begged me to come out to his house at Norwood that night, | ||
+ | bringing the will with me, and to arrange matters. ‘Remember, | ||
+ | boy, not one word to your parents about the affair until | ||
+ | everything is settled. We will keep it as a little surprise for | ||
+ | them.’ He was very insistent upon this point, and made me promise | ||
+ | it faithfully. | ||
- | “Oh, really! | + | “You can imagine, Mr. Holmes, that I was not in a humour to |
+ | refuse him anything that he might ask. He was my benefactor, and | ||
+ | all my desire was to carry out his wishes in every particular. I | ||
+ | sent a telegram home, therefore, to say that I had important | ||
+ | business on hand, and that it was impossible for me to say how | ||
+ | late I might be. Mr. Oldacre had told me that he would like me to | ||
+ | have supper with him at nine, as he might not be home before that | ||
+ | hour. I had some difficulty in finding his house, however, and it | ||
+ | was nearly half-past before I reached it. I found him------” | ||
- | “The King of Scandinavia.” | + | “One moment!” said Holmes. “Who opened the door?” |
- | “What! Had he lost his wife?” | + | “A middle-aged woman, who was, I suppose, |
- | “You can understand,” said Holmes suavely, “that I extend to the | + | “And it was she, I presume, who mentioned your name?” |
- | affairs of my other clients the same secrecy which I promise to you in | + | |
- | yours.” | + | |
- | “Of course! Very right! very right! I’m sure I beg pardon. As to my own | + | “Exactly,” said McFarlane. |
- | case, I am ready to give you any information which may assist you in | + | |
- | forming an opinion.” | + | |
- | “Thank you. I have already learned all that is in the public prints, | + | “Pray proceed.” |
- | nothing more. I presume that I may take it as correct---this article, for | + | |
- | example, as to the disappearance of the bride.” | + | |
- | Lord St. Simon glanced over it. “Yes, it is correct, as far as it | + | McFarlane wiped his damp brow, and then continued his narrative: |
- | goes.” | + | |
- | “But it needs a great deal of supplementing before anyone could offer | + | “I was shown by this woman into a sitting-room, |
- | an opinion. I think that I may arrive at my facts most directly by | + | supper was laid out. Afterwards, Mr. Jonas Oldacre led me into |
- | questioning you.” | + | his bedroom, in which there stood a heavy safe. This he opened |
+ | and took out a mass of documents, which we went over together. It | ||
+ | was between eleven and twelve when we finished. He remarked | ||
+ | we must not disturb the housekeeper. He showed me out through his | ||
+ | own French window, which had been open all this time.” | ||
- | “Pray do so.” | + | “Was the blind down?” asked Holmes. |
- | “When did you first meet Miss Hatty Doran?” | + | “I will not be sure, but I believe that it was only half down. |
+ | Yes, I remember how he pulled it up in order to swing open the | ||
+ | window. I could not find my stick, and he said, ‘Never mind, my | ||
+ | boy, I shall see a good deal of you now, I hope, and I will keep | ||
+ | your stick until you come back to claim it.’ I left him there, | ||
+ | the safe open, and the papers made up in packets upon the table. | ||
+ | It was so late that I could not get back to Blackheath, so I | ||
+ | spent the night at the Anerley Arms, and I knew nothing more | ||
+ | until I read of this horrible affair in the morning.” | ||
- | “In San Francisco, a year ago.” | + | “Anything more that you would like to ask, Mr. Holmes?” said |
+ | Lestrade, whose eyebrows had gone up once or twice during this | ||
+ | remarkable explanation. | ||
- | “You were travelling in the States?” | + | “Not until I have been to Blackheath.” |
- | “Yes.” | + | “You mean to Norwood,” said Lestrade. |
- | “Did you become engaged then?” | + | “Oh, yes, no doubt that is what I must have meant,” said Holmes, |
+ | with his enigmatical smile. Lestrade had learned by more | ||
+ | experiences than he would care to acknowledge that that brain | ||
+ | could cut through that which was impenetrable to him. I saw him | ||
+ | look curiously at my companion. | ||
- | “No.” | + | “I think I should like to have a word with you presently, Mr. |
+ | Sherlock Holmes,” said he. “Now, Mr. McFarlane, two of my | ||
+ | constables are at the door, and there is a four-wheeler waiting.” | ||
+ | The wretched young man arose, and with a last beseeching glance | ||
+ | at us walked from the room. The officers conducted him to the | ||
+ | cab, but Lestrade remained. | ||
- | “But you were on a friendly footing?” | + | Holmes had picked up the pages which formed the rough draft of |
+ | the will, and was looking at them with the keenest interest upon | ||
+ | his face. | ||
- | “I was amused by her society, and she could see that I was amused.” | + | “There are some points about that document, Lestrade, are there |
+ | not?” said he, pushing them over. | ||
- | “Her father is very rich?” | + | The official looked at them with a puzzled expression. |
- | “He is said to be the richest man on the Pacific slope.” | + | “I can read the first few lines and these in the middle of the |
+ | second page, and one or two at the end. Those are as clear as | ||
+ | print,” said he, “but the writing in between is very bad, and | ||
+ | there are three places where I cannot read it at all.” | ||
- | “And how did he make his money?” | + | “What do you make of that?” said Holmes. |
- | “In mining. He had nothing a few years ago. Then he struck gold, | + | “Well, what do //you// make of it?” |
- | invested | + | |
- | “Now, what is your own impression as to the young lady’s---your wife’s | + | “That it was written in a train. The good writing represents |
- | character?” | + | stations, the bad writing movement, and the very bad writing |
+ | passing over points. A scientific expert would pronounce at once | ||
+ | that this was drawn up on a suburban line, since nowhere save in | ||
+ | the immediate vicinity of a great city could there be so quick a | ||
+ | succession of points. Granting that his whole journey was | ||
+ | occupied in drawing up the will, then the train was an express, | ||
+ | only stopping once between Norwood and London Bridge.” | ||
- | The nobleman swung his glasses a little faster and stared down into the | + | Lestrade began to laugh. |
- | fire. “You see, Mr. Holmes,” said he, “my wife was twenty before her | + | |
- | father became a rich man. During that time she ran free in a mining | + | |
- | camp and wandered through woods or mountains, so that her education has | + | |
- | come from Nature rather than from the schoolmaster. She is what we call | + | |
- | in England a tomboy, with a strong nature, wild and free, unfettered by | + | |
- | any sort of traditions. She is impetuous---volcanic, | + | |
- | She is swift in making up her mind and fearless in carrying out her | + | |
- | resolutions. On the other hand, I would not have given her the name | + | |
- | which I have the honour to bear”---he gave a little stately cough---“had I | + | |
- | not thought her to be at bottom a noble woman. I believe that she is | + | |
- | capable of heroic self-sacrifice and that anything dishonourable would | + | |
- | be repugnant | + | |
- | “Have you her photograph?” | + | “You are too many for me when you begin to get on your theories, |
+ | Mr. Holmes,” said he. “How does this bear on the case?” | ||
- | “I brought this with me.” He opened a locket and showed us the full | + | “Well, it corroborates the young man’s story to the extent that |
- | face of a very lovely woman. It was not a photograph but an ivory | + | the will was drawn up by Jonas Oldacre in his journey yesterday. |
- | miniature, and the artist had brought out the full effect of the | + | It is curious---is it not?---that a man should draw up so important |
- | lustrous black hair, the large dark eyes, and the exquisite mouth. | + | document in so haphazard a fashion. It suggests that he did not |
- | Holmes gazed long and earnestly at it. Then he closed the locket and | + | think it was going to be of much practical importance. If a man |
- | handed | + | drew up a will which he did not intend ever to be effective, |
+ | might do it so.” | ||
- | “The young lady came to London, then, and you renewed your | + | “Well, he drew up his own death warrant at the same time,” said |
- | acquaintance? | + | Lestrade. |
- | “Yes, her father brought her over for this last London season. I met | + | “Oh, you think so?” |
- | her several times, became engaged to her, and have now married her.” | + | |
- | “She brought, I understand, a considerable dowry?” | + | “Don’t you?” |
- | “A fair dowry. Not more than is usual in my family.” | + | “Well, it is quite possible, but the case is not clear to me |
+ | yet.” | ||
- | “And this, of course, remains | + | “Not clear? Well, if that isn’t clear, what //could// be clearer? |
- | accompli//?” | + | Here is a young man who learns suddenly that, if a certain older |
+ | man dies, he will succeed to a fortune. What does he do? He says | ||
+ | nothing | ||
+ | pretext to see his client that night. He waits until the only | ||
+ | other person in the house is in bed, and then in the solitude of | ||
+ | a man’s room he murders him, burns his body in the wood-pile, and | ||
+ | departs to a neighbouring hotel. The blood-stains in the room and | ||
+ | also on the stick are very slight. It is probable that he | ||
+ | imagined his crime to be a bloodless one, and hoped that if the | ||
+ | body were consumed it would hide all traces of the method of his | ||
+ | death---traces which, for some reason, must have pointed to him. Is | ||
+ | not all this obvious?” | ||
- | “I really have made no inquiries on the subject.” | + | “It strikes me, my good Lestrade, as being just a trifle too |
+ | obvious,” said Holmes. “You do not add imagination to your other | ||
+ | great qualities, but if you could for one moment put yourself in | ||
+ | the place of this young man, would you choose the very night | ||
+ | after the will had been made to commit your crime? Would it not | ||
+ | seem dangerous to you to make so very close a relation between | ||
+ | the two incidents? Again, would you choose an occasion when you | ||
+ | are known to be in the house, when a servant has let you in? And, | ||
+ | finally, would you take the great pains to conceal the body, and | ||
+ | yet leave your own stick as a sign that you were the criminal? | ||
+ | Confess, Lestrade, that all this is very unlikely.” | ||
- | “Very naturally not. Did you see Miss Doran on the day before | + | “As to the stick, Mr. Holmes, |
- | wedding?” | + | criminal is often flurried, and does such things, which a cool |
+ | man would avoid. He was very likely afraid to go back to the | ||
+ | room. Give me another theory that would fit the facts.” | ||
- | “Yes.” | + | “I could very easily give you half a dozen,” said Holmes. “Here |
+ | for example, is a very possible and even probable one. I make you | ||
+ | a free present of it. The older man is showing documents which | ||
+ | are of evident value. A passing tramp sees them through the | ||
+ | window, the blind of which is only half down. Exit the solicitor. | ||
+ | Enter the tramp! He seizes a stick, which he observes there, | ||
+ | kills Oldacre, and departs after burning the body.” | ||
- | “Was she in good spirits?” | + | “Why should the tramp burn the body?” |
- | “Never better. She kept talking | + | “For the matter |
- | lives.” | + | |
- | “Indeed! That is very interesting. And on the morning of the wedding?” | + | “To hide some evidence.” |
- | “She was as bright as possible---at least until after the ceremony.” | + | “Possibly |
+ | been committed.” | ||
- | “And did you observe any change in her then?” | + | “And |
- | “Well, to tell the truth, I saw then the first signs that I had ever | + | “Because they were papers |
- | seen that her temper was just a little sharp. The incident however, was | + | |
- | too trivial to relate and can have no possible bearing upon the case.” | + | |
- | “Pray let us have it, for all that.” | + | Lestrade shook his head, though it seemed to me that his manner |
+ | was less absolutely assured than before. | ||
- | “Oh, it is childish. She dropped her bouquet as we went towards the | + | “Well, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, you may look for your tramp, and |
- | vestry. She was passing the front pew at the time, and it fell over | + | while you are finding him we will hold on to our man. The future |
- | into the pew. There was a moment’s delay, but the gentleman in the pew | + | will show which is right. Just notice this point, Mr. Holmes: |
- | handed it up to her again, and it did not appear to be the worse for | + | that so far as we know, none of the papers were removed, and that |
- | the fall. Yet when I spoke to her of the matter, she answered me | + | the prisoner is the one man in the world who had no reason for |
- | abruptly; and in the carriage, on our way home, she seemed absurdly | + | removing them, since he was heir-at-law, and would come into them |
- | agitated over this trifling cause.” | + | in any case.” |
- | “Indeed! You say that there was a gentleman in the pew. Some of the | + | My friend seemed struck by this remark. |
- | general public were present, then?” | + | |
- | “Oh, yes. It is impossible | + | “I don’t mean to deny that the evidence is in some ways very |
+ | strongly in favour of your theory,” said he. “I only wish to | ||
+ | point out that there are other theories possible. As you say, the | ||
+ | future will decide. Good-morning! I dare say that in the course | ||
+ | of the day I shall drop in at Norwood and see how you are getting | ||
+ | on.” | ||
- | “This gentleman was not one of your wife’s friends?” | + | When the detective departed, my friend rose and made his |
+ | preparations for the day’s work with the alert air of a man who | ||
+ | has a congenial task before him. | ||
- | “No, no; I call him a gentleman by courtesy, but he was quite a | + | “My first movement Watson,” said he, as he bustled into his |
- | common-looking person. I hardly noticed | + | frockcoat, “must, as I said, be in the direction of Blackheath.” |
- | think that we are wandering rather far from the point.” | + | |
- | “Lady St. Simon, then, returned from the wedding in a less cheerful | + | “And why not Norwood?” |
- | frame of mind than she had gone to it. What did she do on re-entering | + | |
- | her father’s house?” | + | |
- | “I saw her in conversation with her maid.” | + | “Because we have in this case one singular incident coming close |
+ | to the heels of another singular incident. The police are making | ||
+ | the mistake of concentrating their attention upon the second, | ||
+ | because it happens to be the one which is actually criminal. But | ||
+ | it is evident to me that the logical way to approach the case is | ||
+ | to begin by trying to throw some light upon the first | ||
+ | incident---the curious will, so suddenly made, and to so unexpected | ||
+ | an heir. It may do something to simplify what followed. No, my | ||
+ | dear fellow, | ||
+ | of danger, or I should not dream of stirring out without you. I | ||
+ | trust that when I see you in the evening, I will be able to | ||
+ | report that I have been able to do something for this unfortunate | ||
+ | youngster, who has thrown himself upon my protection.” | ||
- | “And who is her maid?” | + | It was late when my friend returned, and I could see, by a glance |
+ | at his haggard and anxious face, that the high hopes with which | ||
+ | he had started had not been fulfilled. For an hour he droned away | ||
+ | upon his violin, endeavouring to soothe his own ruffled spirits. | ||
+ | At last he flung down the instrument, and plunged into a detailed | ||
+ | account of his misadventures. | ||
- | “Alice is her name. She is an American | + | “It’s all going wrong, Watson---all as wrong as it can go. I kept a |
- | her.” | + | bold face before Lestrade, but, upon my soul, I believe that for |
+ | once the fellow | ||
+ | All my instincts are one way, and all the facts are the other, | ||
+ | and I much fear that British juries have not yet attained that | ||
+ | pitch of intelligence when they will give the preference to my | ||
+ | theories over Lestrade’s facts.” | ||
- | “A confidential servant?” | + | “Did you go to Blackheath?” |
- | “A little | + | “Yes, Watson, I went there, and I found very quickly that the |
- | take great liberties. Still, of course, | + | late lamented Oldacre was a pretty considerable blackguard. The |
- | things | + | father was away in search of his son. The mother was at home---a |
+ | little, fluffy, blue-eyed person, in a tremor of fear and | ||
+ | indignation. Of course, she would not admit even the possibility | ||
+ | of his guilt. But she would not express either surprise or regret | ||
+ | over the fate of Oldacre. On the contrary, she spoke of him with | ||
+ | such bitterness that she was unconsciously considerably | ||
+ | strengthening the case of the police for, of course, | ||
+ | had heard her speak of the man in this fashion, it would | ||
+ | predispose him towards hatred and violence. ‘He was more like a | ||
+ | malignant and cunning ape than a human being,’ said she, ‘and he | ||
+ | always was, ever since he was a young man.’ | ||
- | “How long did she speak to this Alice?” | + | “‘You knew him at that time?’ said I. |
- | “Oh, a few minutes. I had something else to think of.” | + | “‘Yes, I knew him well, in fact, he was an old suitor of mine. |
+ | Thank heaven that I had the sense to turn away from him and to | ||
+ | marry a better, if poorer, man. I was engaged to him, Mr. Holmes, | ||
+ | when I heard a shocking story of how he had turned a cat loose in | ||
+ | an aviary, and I was so horrified at his brutal cruelty that I | ||
+ | would have nothing more to do with him.’ She rummaged in a | ||
+ | bureau, and presently she produced a photograph | ||
+ | shamefully defaced and mutilated with a knife. ‘That is my own | ||
+ | photograph, | ||
+ | curse, upon my wedding morning.’ | ||
- | “You did not overhear what they said?” | + | “‘Well, |
+ | left all his property to your son.’ | ||
- | “Lady St. Simon said something about ‘jumping | + | “‘Neither my son nor I want anything from Jonas Oldacre, dead or |
- | accustomed to use slang of the kind. I have no idea what she meant.” | + | alive!’ she cried, with a proper spirit. ‘There is a God in |
+ | heaven, Mr. Holmes, and that same God who has punished that | ||
+ | wicked man will show, in His own good time, that my son’s hands | ||
+ | are guiltless | ||
- | “American slang is very expressive sometimes. And what did your wife do | + | “Well, I tried one or two leads, but could get at nothing which |
- | when she finished speaking | + | would help our hypothesis, and several points which would make |
+ | against it. I gave it up at last and off I went to Norwood. | ||
- | “She walked into the breakfast-room.” | + | “This place, Deep Dene House, is a big modern villa of staring |
+ | brick, standing back in its own grounds, with a laurel-clumped | ||
+ | lawn in front of it. To the right and some distance back from the | ||
+ | road was the timber-yard which had been the scene of the fire. | ||
+ | Here’s a rough plan on a leaf of my notebook. This window on the | ||
+ | left is the one which opens into Oldacre’s | ||
+ | into it from the road, you see. That is about the only bit of | ||
+ | consolation I have had to-day. Lestrade was not there, but his | ||
+ | head constable did the honours. They had just found a great | ||
+ | treasure-trove. They had spent the morning raking among the ashes | ||
+ | of the burned wood-pile, and besides the charred organic remains | ||
+ | they had secured several discoloured metal discs. I examined them | ||
+ | with care, and there was no doubt that they were trouser buttons. | ||
+ | I even distinguished that one of them was marked with the name of | ||
+ | ‘Hyams, | ||
+ | carefully for signs and traces, but this drought has made | ||
+ | everything as hard as iron. Nothing was to be seen save that some | ||
+ | body or bundle had been dragged through a low privet hedge which | ||
+ | is in a line with the wood-pile. All that, of course, fits in | ||
+ | with the official theory. I crawled about the lawn with an August | ||
+ | sun on my back, but I got up at the end of an hour no wiser than | ||
+ | before. | ||
- | “On your arm?” | + | “Well, after this fiasco I went into the bedroom and examined |
+ | that also. The blood-stains were very slight, mere smears and | ||
+ | discolourations, | ||
+ | removed, but there also the marks were slight. There is no doubt | ||
+ | about the stick belonging to our client. He admits it. Footmarks | ||
+ | of both men could be made out on the carpet, but none of any | ||
+ | third person, which again is a trick for the other side. They | ||
+ | were piling up their score all the time and we were at a | ||
+ | standstill. | ||
- | “No, alone. She was very independent in little | + | “Only one little |
- | after we had sat down for ten minutes | + | nothing. I examined the contents of the safe, most of which had |
- | muttered some words of apology, and left the room. She never came | + | been taken out and left on the table. The papers |
- | back.” | + | into sealed envelopes, one or two of which had been opened by the |
+ | police. They were not, so far as I could judge, of any great | ||
+ | value, nor did the bank-book show that Mr. Oldacre was in such | ||
+ | very affluent circumstances. But it seemed to me that all the | ||
+ | papers were not there. There were allusions to some | ||
+ | deeds---possibly the more valuable---which I could not find. This, of | ||
+ | course, if we could definitely prove it, would turn Lestrade’s | ||
+ | argument against himself, for who would steal a thing if he knew | ||
+ | that he would shortly inherit it? | ||
- | “But this maid, Alice, as I understand, deposes that she went to her | + | “Finally, having drawn every other cover and picked up no scent, |
- | room, covered | + | I tried my luck with the housekeeper. Mrs. Lexington is her |
- | and went out.” | + | name---a little, dark, silent person, with suspicious and sidelong |
+ | eyes. She could tell us something if she would---I am convinced of | ||
+ | it. But she was as close as wax. Yes, she had let Mr. McFarlane | ||
+ | in at half-past nine. She wished | ||
+ | had done so. She had gone to bed at half-past ten. Her room was | ||
+ | at the other end of the house, and she could hear nothing of what | ||
+ | had passed. Mr. McFarlane had left his hat, and to the best of | ||
+ | her belief his stick, in the hall. She had been awakened by the | ||
+ | alarm of fire. Her poor, dear master had certainly been murdered. | ||
+ | Had he any enemies? Well, every man had enemies, but Mr. Oldacre | ||
+ | kept himself very much to himself, and only met people in the way | ||
+ | of business. She had seen the buttons, and was sure that they | ||
+ | belonged to the clothes which he had worn last night. The | ||
+ | wood-pile was very dry, for it had not rained for a month. It | ||
+ | burned like tinder, and by the time she reached the spot, nothing | ||
+ | could be seen but flames. She and all the firemen smelled the | ||
+ | burned flesh from inside it. She knew nothing of the papers, nor | ||
+ | of Mr. Oldacre’s private affairs. | ||
- | “Quite so. And she was afterwards seen walking into Hyde Park in | + | “So, my dear Watson, there’s my report of a failure. And yet---and |
- | company with Flora Millar, a woman who is now in custody, and who had | + | yet---” he clenched his thin hands in a paroxysm of conviction---“I |
- | already made a disturbance at Mr. Doran’s house that morning.” | + | //know// it’s all wrong. I feel it in my bones. There is something |
+ | that has not come out, and that housekeeper knows it. There was a | ||
+ | sort of sulky defiance | ||
+ | knowledge. However, there’s no good talking any more about it, | ||
+ | Watson; but unless some lucky chance comes our way I fear that | ||
+ | the Norwood Disappearance Case will not figure in that chronicle | ||
+ | of our successes which I foresee that a patient public will | ||
+ | sooner or later have to endure.” | ||
- | “Ah, yes. I should like a few particulars as to this young lady, and | + | “Surely,” said I, “the man’s appearance would go far with any |
- | your relations to her.” | + | jury?” |
- | Lord St. Simon shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows. | + | “That is a dangerous argument my dear Watson. You remember that |
- | been on a friendly footing for some years---I may say on a //very// | + | terrible murderer, Bert Stevens, who wanted us to get him off in |
- | friendly footing. She used to be at the Allegro. I have not treated her | + | ’87? Was there ever a more mild-mannered, Sunday-school young |
- | ungenerously, | + | man?” |
- | you know what women are, Mr. Holmes. Flora was a dear little thing, but | + | |
- | exceedingly hot-headed and devotedly attached to me. She wrote me | + | |
- | dreadful letters when she heard that I was about to be married, and, to | + | |
- | tell the truth, the reason why I had the marriage celebrated so quietly | + | |
- | was that I feared lest there might be a scandal | + | |
- | to Mr. Doran’s door just after we returned, and she endeavoured to push | + | |
- | her way in, uttering very abusive expressions towards my wife, and even | + | |
- | threatening her, but I had foreseen the possibility of something of the | + | |
- | sort, and I had two police fellows | + | |
- | pushed her out again. She was quiet when she saw that there was no good | + | |
- | in making a row.” | + | |
- | “Did your wife hear all this?” | + | “It is true.” |
- | “No, thank goodness, she did not.” | + | “Unless we succeed in establishing an alternative theory, this |
+ | man is lost. You can hardly find a flaw in the case which can now | ||
+ | be presented against him, and all further investigation has | ||
+ | served to strengthen it. By the way, there is one curious little | ||
+ | point about those papers which may serve us as the starting-point | ||
+ | for an inquiry. On looking over the bank-book I found that the | ||
+ | low state of the balance was principally due to large checks | ||
+ | which have been made out during the last year to Mr. Cornelius. I | ||
+ | confess that I should be interested to know who this Mr. | ||
+ | Cornelius may be with whom a retired builder has such very large | ||
+ | transactions. Is it possible that he has had a hand in the | ||
+ | affair? Cornelius might be a broker, but we have found no scrip | ||
+ | to correspond with these large payments. Failing any other | ||
+ | indication, my researches must now take the direction of an | ||
+ | inquiry at the bank for the gentleman who has cashed these | ||
+ | checks. But I fear, my dear fellow, that our case will end | ||
+ | ingloriously by Lestrade hanging our client, which will certainly | ||
+ | be a triumph for Scotland Yard.” | ||
- | “And she was seen walking | + | I do not know how far Sherlock Holmes took any sleep that night, |
+ | but when I came down to breakfast I found him pale and harassed, | ||
+ | his bright eyes the brighter for the dark shadows round them. The | ||
+ | carpet round his chair was littered | ||
+ | the early editions of the morning papers. An open telegram lay | ||
+ | upon the table. | ||
- | “Yes. That is what Mr. Lestrade, | + | “What do you think of this, Watson?” he asked, tossing it across. |
- | serious. It is thought that Flora decoyed my wife out and laid some | + | |
- | terrible trap for her.” | + | |
- | “Well, it is a possible supposition.” | + | It was from Norwood, and ran as follows: |
- | “You think so, too?” | + | ~~~~~~Important fresh evidence to hand. McFarlane’s guilt definitely\\ |
+ | ~~~~~~established. Advise you to abandon case.\\ | ||
+ | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LESTRADE. | ||
- | “I did not say a probable one. But you do not yourself look upon this | + | “This sounds serious,” said I. |
- | as likely?” | + | |
- | “I do not think Flora would hurt a fly.” | + | “It is Lestrade’s little cock-a-doodle of victory,” Holmes |
+ | answered, with a bitter smile. “And yet it may be premature to | ||
+ | abandon the case. After all, important fresh evidence is a | ||
+ | two-edged thing, and may possibly cut in a very different | ||
+ | direction to that which Lestrade imagines. Take your breakfast, | ||
+ | Watson, and we will go out together and see what we can do. I | ||
+ | feel as if I shall need your company and your moral support | ||
+ | today.” | ||
- | “Still, jealousy is a strange transformer | + | My friend had no breakfast himself, for it was one of his |
- | your own theory as to what took place?” | + | peculiarities that in his more intense moments he would permit |
+ | himself no food, and I have known him presume upon his iron | ||
+ | strength until he has fainted from pure inanition. “At present I | ||
+ | cannot spare energy and nerve force for digestion,” he would say | ||
+ | in answer to my medical remonstrances. I was not surprised, | ||
+ | therefore, when this morning he left his untouched meal behind | ||
+ | him, and started with me for Norwood. A crowd of morbid | ||
+ | sightseers were still gathered round Deep Dene House, which was | ||
+ | just such a suburban villa as I had pictured. Within the gates | ||
+ | Lestrade met us, his face flushed with victory, his manner | ||
+ | grossly triumphant. | ||
- | “Well, | + | “Well, |
- | given you all the facts. Since you ask me, however, I may say that it | + | found your tramp?” he cried. |
- | has occurred to me as possible that the excitement of this affair, the | + | |
- | consciousness that she had made so immense a social stride, had the | + | |
- | effect of causing some little nervous disturbance in my wife.” | + | |
- | “In short, that she had become suddenly deranged?” | + | “I have formed no conclusion whatever,” my companion answered. |
- | “Well, really, when I consider that she has turned her back---I will not | + | “But we formed ours yesterday, and now it proves to be correct, |
- | say upon me, but upon so much that many have aspired to without | + | so you must acknowledge |
- | success---I can hardly explain it in any other fashion.” | + | you this time, Mr. Holmes.” |
- | “Well, certainly | + | “You certainly |
- | smiling. “And now, Lord St. Simon, I think that I have nearly all my | + | occurred,” said Holmes. |
- | data. May I ask whether you were seated at the breakfast-table so that | + | |
- | you could see out of the window?” | + | |
- | “We could see the other side of the road and the Park.” | + | Lestrade laughed loudly. |
- | “Quite so. Then I do not think that I need to detain you longer. I | + | “You don’t like being beaten any more than the rest of us do,” |
- | shall communicate with you.” | + | said he. “A man can’t expect always |
+ | he, Dr. Watson? Step this way, if you please, gentlemen, and I | ||
+ | think I can convince | ||
+ | who did this crime.” | ||
- | “Should you be fortunate enough to solve this problem,” said our | + | He led us through the passage and out into a dark hall beyond. |
- | client, rising. | + | |
- | “I have solved it.” | + | “This is where young McFarlane must have come out to get his hat |
+ | after the crime was done,” said he. “Now look at this.” With | ||
+ | dramatic suddenness he struck a match, and by its light exposed a | ||
+ | stain of blood upon the whitewashed wall. As he held the match | ||
+ | nearer, I saw that it was more than a stain. It was the | ||
+ | well-marked print of a thumb. | ||
- | “Eh? What was that?” | + | “Look at that with your magnifying glass, Mr. Holmes.” |
- | “I say that I have solved it.” | + | “Yes, I am doing so.” |
- | “Where, then, is my wife?” | + | “You are aware that no two thumb-marks are alike?” |
- | “That is a detail which I shall speedily supply.” | + | “I have heard something of the kind.” |
- | Lord St. Simon shook his head. “I am afraid that it will take wiser | + | “Well, then, will you please compare that print with this wax |
- | heads than yours or mine,” he remarked, and bowing in a stately, | + | impression of young McFarlane’s right thumb, taken by my orders |
- | old-fashioned manner he departed. | + | this morning?” |
- | “It is very good of Lord St. Simon to honour my head by putting | + | As he held the waxen print close to the blood-stain, |
- | level with his own,” said Sherlock Holmes, laughing. “I think that I | + | take a magnifying glass to see that the two were undoubtedly from |
- | shall have a whisky and soda and a cigar after all this | + | the same thumb. It was evident |
- | cross-questioning. I had formed my conclusions as to the case before | + | was lost. |
- | our client | + | |
- | “My dear Holmes!” | + | “That is final,” said Lestrade. |
- | “I have notes of several similar cases, though none, as I remarked | + | “Yes, that is final,” I involuntarily echoed. |
- | before, which were quite as prompt. My whole examination served to turn | + | |
- | my conjecture into a certainty. Circumstantial evidence is occasionally | + | |
- | very convincing, as when you find a trout in the milk, to quote | + | |
- | Thoreau’s example.” | + | |
- | “But I have heard all that you have heard.” | + | “It is final,” said Holmes. |
- | “Without, however, the knowledge of pre-existing cases which serves me | + | Something |
- | so well. There was a parallel instance | + | An extraordinary change had come over his face. It was writhing |
- | something on very much the same lines at Munich the year after the | + | with inward merriment. His two eyes were shining like stars. It |
- | Franco-Prussian War. It is one of these cases---but, | + | seemed to me that he was making desperate efforts to restrain a |
- | Lestrade! Good-afternoon, | + | convulsive attack of laughter. |
- | the sideboard, and there are cigars in the box.” | + | |
- | The official detective was attired in a pea-jacket and cravat, which | + | “Dear me! Dear me!” he said at last. “Well, now, who would have |
- | gave him a decidedly nautical appearance, and he carried a black canvas | + | thought it? And how deceptive appearances may be, to be sure! |
- | bag in his hand. With a short greeting he seated himself and lit the | + | Such a nice young man to look at! It is a lesson to us not to |
- | cigar which had been offered | + | trust our own judgment, is it not, Lestrade? |
- | “What’s up, then?” asked Holmes with a twinkle in his eye. “You look | + | “Yes, some of us are a little too much inclined to be cock-sure, |
- | dissatisfied.” | + | Mr. Holmes,” said Lestrade. The man’s insolence was maddening, |
+ | but we could not resent it. | ||
- | “And I feel dissatisfied. It is this infernal St. Simon marriage case. | + | “What a providential thing that this young man should press his |
- | I can make neither head nor tail of the business.” | + | right thumb against |
+ | a very natural action, too, if you come to think of it.” Holmes | ||
+ | was outwardly calm, but his whole body gave a wriggle of | ||
+ | suppressed excitement as he spoke. | ||
- | “Really! You surprise me.” | + | “By the way, Lestrade, who made this remarkable discovery?” |
- | “Who ever heard of such a mixed affair? Every clue seems to slip | + | “It was the housekeeper, |
- | through my fingers. I have been at work upon it all day.” | + | constable’s attention to it.” |
- | “And very wet it seems to have made you,” said Holmes laying his hand | + | “Where was the night constable?” |
- | upon the arm of the pea-jacket. | + | |
- | “Yes, I have been dragging | + | “He remained on guard in the bedroom where the crime was |
+ | committed, so as to see that nothing was touched.” | ||
- | “In Heaven’s name, what for?” | + | “But why didn’t the police see this mark yesterday?” |
- | “In search | + | “Well, we had no particular reason to make a careful examination |
+ | of the hall. Besides, it’s not in a very prominent place, as you | ||
+ | see.” | ||
- | Sherlock Holmes leaned back in his chair and laughed heartily. | + | “No, no---of course not. I suppose there is no doubt that the mark |
+ | was there yesterday? | ||
- | “Have you dragged the basin of Trafalgar Square fountain? | + | Lestrade looked at Holmes as if he thought he was going out of |
+ | his mind. I confess that I was myself surprised both at his | ||
+ | hilarious manner and at his rather wild observation. | ||
- | “Why? What do you mean?” | + | “I don’t know whether |
+ | in the dead of the night in order to strengthen the evidence | ||
+ | against himself,” said Lestrade. “I leave it to any expert in the | ||
+ | world whether that is not the mark of his thumb.” | ||
- | “Because you have just as good a chance | + | “It is unquestionably the mark of his thumb.” |
- | as in the other.” | + | |
- | Lestrade | + | “There, that’s enough,” said Lestrade. “I am a practical man, Mr. |
- | about it,” he snarled. | + | Holmes, and when I have got my evidence I come to my conclusions. |
+ | If you have anything to say, you will find me writing my report | ||
+ | in the sitting-room.” | ||
- | “Well, I have only just heard the facts, but my mind is made up.” | + | Holmes had recovered his equanimity, though |
+ | detect gleams of amusement in his expression. | ||
- | “Oh, indeed! Then you think that the Serpentine plays no part in the | + | “Dear me, this is a very sad development, |
- | matter?” | + | said he. “And yet there are singular points about it which hold |
+ | out some hopes for our client.” | ||
- | “I think it very unlikely.” | + | “I am delighted to hear it,” said I, heartily. “I was afraid it |
+ | was all up with him.” | ||
- | “Then perhaps you will kindly explain how it is that we found this in | + | “I would hardly go so far as to say that, my dear Watson. The |
- | it?” He opened his bag as he spoke, and tumbled onto the floor a | + | fact is that there is one really serious flaw in this evidence to |
- | wedding-dress of watered silk, a pair of white satin shoes and a | + | which our friend attaches so much importance.” |
- | bride’s wreath and veil, all discoloured and soaked in water. “There, | + | |
- | said he, putting a new wedding-ring upon the top of the pile. “There | + | |
- | a little nut for you to crack, Master Holmes.” | + | |
- | “Oh, indeed!” said my friend, blowing blue rings into the air. “You | + | “Indeed, Holmes! What is it?” |
- | dragged them from the Serpentine?” | + | |
- | “No. They were found floating near the margin by a park-keeper. They | + | “Only this: that I //know// that that mark was not there when I |
- | have been identified as her clothes, and it seemed to me that if the | + | examined |
- | clothes were there the body would not be far off.” | + | little stroll round in the sunshine.” |
- | “By the same brilliant reasoning, every man’s body is to be found in | + | With a confused brain, but with a heart into which some warmth of |
- | the neighbourhood | + | hope was returning, I accompanied my friend in a walk round the |
- | at through this?” | + | garden. Holmes took each face of the house in turn, and examined |
+ | it with great interest. He then led the way inside, and went over | ||
+ | the whole building from basement | ||
+ | unfurnished, | ||
+ | minutely. Finally, on the top corridor, which ran outside three | ||
+ | untenanted bedrooms, he again was seized with a spasm of | ||
+ | merriment. | ||
- | “At some evidence implicating Flora Millar in the disappearance.” | + | “There are really |
+ | Watson,” said he. “I think it is time now that we took our friend | ||
+ | Lestrade into our confidence. He has had his little smile at our | ||
+ | expense, and perhaps we may do as much by him, if my reading of | ||
+ | this problem proves to be correct. Yes, yes, I think I see how we | ||
+ | should approach it.” | ||
- | “I am afraid that you will find it difficult.” | + | The Scotland Yard inspector was still writing in the parlour when |
+ | Holmes interrupted him. | ||
- | “Are you, indeed, now?” cried Lestrade with some bitterness. “I am | + | “I understood that you were writing a report of this case,” said |
- | afraid, Holmes, that you are not very practical with your deductions | + | he. |
- | and your inferences. You have made two blunders in as many minutes. | + | |
- | This dress does implicate Miss Flora Millar.” | + | |
- | “And how?” | + | “So I am.” |
- | “In the dress is a pocket. In the pocket is a card-case. In the | + | “Don’t you think it may be a little premature? I can’t help |
- | card-case is a note. And here is the very note.” He slapped it down | + | thinking |
- | upon the table in front of him. “Listen to this: ‘You will see me when | + | |
- | all is ready. Come at once. F. H. M.’ Now my theory all along has been | + | |
- | that Lady St. Simon was decoyed away by Flora Millar, and that she, | + | |
- | with confederates, | + | |
- | Here, signed with her initials, | + | |
- | quietly slipped into her hand at the door and which lured her within | + | |
- | their reach.” | + | |
- | “Very good, Lestrade,” said Holmes, laughing. “You really are very fine | + | Lestrade |
- | indeed. Let me see it.” He took up the paper in a listless way, but his | + | down his pen and looked curiously at him. |
- | attention instantly became riveted, | + | |
- | satisfaction. “This is indeed important, | + | |
- | “Ha! you find it so?” | + | “What do you mean, Mr. Holmes?” |
- | “Extremely so. I congratulate | + | “Only that there is an important witness whom you have not seen.” |
- | Lestrade rose in his triumph and bent his head to look. “Why,” he | + | “Can you produce him?” |
- | shrieked, | + | |
- | “On the contrary, this is the right side.” | + | “I think I can.” |
- | “The right side? You’re mad! Here is the note written in pencil over | + | “Then do so.” |
- | here.” | + | |
- | “And over here is what appears to be the fragment of a hotel bill, | + | “I will do my best. How many constables have you?” |
- | which interests me deeply.” | + | |
- | “There’s nothing in it. I looked at it before,” said Lestrade. “‘Oct. | + | “There |
- | 4th, rooms 8//s//., breakfast 2//s//. 6//d//., cocktail 1//s//., lunch 2//s//. | + | |
- | 6//d//., glass sherry, 8//d//.’ I see nothing in that.” | + | |
- | “Very likely not. It is most important, | + | “Excellent!” said Holmes. “May I ask if they are all large, |
- | it is important also, or at least the initials are, so I congratulate | + | able-bodied men with powerful voices?” |
- | you again.” | + | |
- | “I’ve wasted time enough,” said Lestrade, rising. “I believe in hard | + | “I have no doubt they are, though |
- | work and not in sitting by the fire spinning fine theories. Good-day, | + | have to do with it.” |
- | Mr. Holmes, and we shall see which gets to the bottom of the matter | + | |
- | first.” He gathered up the garments, thrust them into the bag, and made | + | |
- | for the door. | + | |
- | “Just one hint to you, Lestrade,” drawled | + | “Perhaps I can help you to see that and one or two other things |
- | vanished; | + | as well,” said Holmes. “Kindly summon your men, and I will try.” |
- | Simon is a myth. There is not, and there never has been, any such | + | |
- | person.” | + | |
- | Lestrade looked sadly at my companion. Then he turned to me, tapped his | + | Five minutes later, three policemen had assembled in the hall. |
- | forehead | + | |
- | He had hardly shut the door behind him when Holmes rose to put on his | + | “In the outhouse you will find a considerable quantity of straw,” |
- | overcoat. “There is something | + | said Holmes. “I will ask you to carry in two bundles of it. I |
- | work,” he remarked, “so I think, | + | think it will be of the greatest assistance |
- | papers for a little.” | + | witness whom I require. Thank you very much. I believe you have |
+ | some matches in your pocket | ||
+ | you all to accompany me to the top landing.” | ||
- | It was after five o’clock when Sherlock Holmes left me, but I had no | + | As I have said, there was a broad corridor there, which ran |
- | time to be lonely, for within an hour there arrived | + | outside three empty bedrooms. At one end of the corridor we were |
- | man with a very large flat box. This he unpacked with the help of a | + | all marshalled by Sherlock Holmes, the constables grinning |
- | youth whom he had brought with him, and presently, to my very great | + | Lestrade staring at my friend with amazement, expectation, |
- | astonishment, a quite epicurean little cold supper began to be laid out | + | derision chasing each other across his features. Holmes stood |
- | upon our humble lodging-house mahogany. There were a couple of brace of | + | before us with the air of a conjurer who is performing a trick. |
- | cold woodcock, a pheasant, a //pâté de foie gras// pie with a group of | + | |
- | ancient and cobwebby bottles. Having laid out all these luxuries, my | + | |
- | two visitors vanished away, like the genii of the Arabian Nights, with | + | |
- | no explanation save that the things had been paid for and were ordered | + | |
- | to this address. | + | |
- | Just before nine o’clock Sherlock Holmes stepped briskly into the room. | + | “Would you kindly send one of your constables for two buckets of |
- | His features were gravely set, but there was a light in his eye which | + | water? Put the straw on the floor here, free from the wall on |
- | made me think that he had not been disappointed in his conclusions. | + | either side. Now I think that we are all ready.” |
- | “They have laid the supper, then,” he said, rubbing his hands. | + | Lestrade’s face had begun to grow red and angry. |
+ | whether you are playing a game with us, Mr. Sherlock Holmes,” | ||
+ | said he. “If you know anything, you can surely say it without all | ||
+ | this tomfoolery.” | ||
- | “You seem to expect company. They have laid for five.” | + | “I assure you, my good Lestrade, that I have an excellent reason |
+ | for everything that I do. You may possibly remember that you | ||
+ | chaffed me a little, some hours ago, when the sun seemed on your | ||
+ | side of the hedge, so you must not grudge me a little pomp and | ||
+ | ceremony now. Might I ask you, Watson, to open that window, and | ||
+ | then to put a match to the edge of the straw?” | ||
- | “Yes, | + | I did so, and driven by the draught a coil of grey smoke swirled |
- | surprised that Lord St. Simon has not already arrived. Ha! I fancy that | + | down the corridor, while the dry straw crackled and flamed. |
- | I hear his step now upon the stairs.” | + | |
- | It was indeed our visitor of the afternoon who came bustling in, | + | “Now we must see if we can find this witness for you, Lestrade. |
- | dangling his glasses more vigorously than ever, and with a very | + | Might I ask you all to join in the cry of ‘Fire!’? |
- | perturbed expression upon his aristocratic features. | + | two, three------” |
- | “My messenger reached you, then?” asked Holmes. | + | “Fire!” we all yelled. |
- | “Yes, and I confess that the contents startled me beyond measure. Have | + | “Thank you. I will trouble |
- | you good authority for what you say?” | + | |
- | “The best possible.” | + | “Fire!” |
- | Lord St. Simon sank into a chair and passed his hand over his forehead. | + | “Just once more, gentlemen, |
- | “What will the Duke say,” he murmured, “when he hears that one of the | + | “Fire!” The shout must have rung over Norwood. |
- | family has been subjected to such humiliation? | + | |
- | “It is the purest accident. I cannot allow that there is any | + | It had hardly died away when an amazing thing happened. A door |
- | humiliation.” | + | suddenly flew open out of what appeared to be solid wall at the |
+ | end of the corridor, and a little, wizened man darted out of it, | ||
+ | like a rabbit out of its burrow. | ||
- | “Ah, you look on these things from another standpoint.” | + | “Capital!” said Holmes, calmly. “Watson, a bucket of water over |
+ | the straw. That will do! Lestrade, allow me to present | ||
+ | your principal missing witness, Mr. Jonas Oldacre.” | ||
- | “I fail to see that anyone is to blame. I can hardly see how the lady | + | The detective stared at the newcomer with blank amazement. The |
- | could have acted otherwise, though her abrupt method of doing it was | + | latter |
- | undoubtedly to be regretted. Having no mother, she had no one to advise | + | peering at us and at the smouldering fire. It was an odious |
- | her at such a crisis.” | + | face---crafty, vicious, malignant, with shifty, light-grey eyes and |
+ | white lashes. | ||
- | “It was a slight, sir, a public slight,” said Lord St. Simon, tapping | + | “What’s this, then?” said Lestrade, at last. “What have you been |
- | his fingers upon the table. | + | doing all this time, eh?” |
- | “You must make allowance for this poor girl, placed in so unprecedented | + | Oldacre gave an uneasy laugh, shrinking back from the furious red |
- | a position.” | + | face of the angry detective. |
- | “I will make no allowance. I am very angry indeed, and I have been | + | “I have done no harm.” |
- | shamefully used.” | + | |
- | “I think that I heard a ring,” said Holmes. “Yes, there are steps on | + | “No harm? You have done your best to get an innocent man hanged. |
- | the landing. | + | If it wasn’t for this gentleman here, I am not sure that you |
- | matter, Lord St. Simon, I have brought an advocate here who may be more | + | would not have succeeded.” |
- | successful.” He opened the door and ushered in a lady and gentleman. | + | |
- | “Lord St. Simon,” said he “allow me to introduce | + | |
- | Francis Hay Moulton. The lady, I think, you have already met.” | + | |
- | At the sight of these newcomers our client had sprung from his seat and | + | The wretched creature began to whimper. |
- | stood very erect, with his eyes cast down and his hand thrust into the | + | |
- | breast of his frock-coat, a picture of offended dignity. | + | |
- | taken a quick step forward and had held out her hand to him, but he | + | |
- | still refused to raise his eyes. It was as well for his resolution, | + | |
- | perhaps, for her pleading face was one which it was hard to resist. | + | |
- | “You’re angry, Robert,” said she. “Well, I guess you have every cause | + | “I am sure, sir, it was only my practical joke.” |
- | to be.” | + | |
- | “Pray make no apology to me,” said Lord St. Simon bitterly. | + | “Oh! a joke, was it? You won’t find the laugh on your side, I |
+ | promise you. Take him down, and keep him in the sitting-room | ||
+ | until I come. Mr. Holmes,” he continued, when they had gone, “I | ||
+ | could not speak before the constables, but I don’t mind saying, | ||
+ | in the presence of Dr. Watson, that this is the brightest thing | ||
+ | that you have done yet, though it is a mystery to me how you did | ||
+ | it. You have saved an innocent man’s life, and you have prevented | ||
+ | a very grave scandal, which would have ruined my reputation in | ||
+ | the Force.” | ||
- | “Oh, yes, I know that I have treated you real bad and that I should | + | Holmes smiled, and clapped Lestrade upon the shoulder. |
- | have spoken to you before I went; but I was kind of rattled, and from | + | |
- | the time when I saw Frank here again I just didn’t know what I was | + | |
- | doing or saying. I only wonder I didn’t fall down and do a faint right | + | |
- | there before | + | |
- | “Perhaps, Mrs. Moulton, you would like my friend | + | “Instead of being ruined, my good sir, you will find that your |
- | room while you explain this matter?” | + | reputation has been enormously enhanced. Just make a few |
+ | alterations in that report which you were writing, | ||
+ | understand how hard it is to throw dust in the eyes of Inspector | ||
+ | Lestrade.” | ||
- | “If I may give an opinion,” remarked the strange gentleman, “we’ve had | + | “And you don’t want your name to appear?” |
- | just a little too much secrecy over this business already. For my part, | + | |
- | I should like all Europe and America | + | |
- | a small, wiry, sunburnt man, clean-shaven, | + | |
- | manner. | + | |
- | “Then I’ll tell our story right away,” said the lady. “Frank here and I | + | “Not at all. The work is its own reward. Perhaps |
- | met in ’84, in McQuire’s camp, near the Rockies, where Pa was working a | + | credit also at some distant day, when I permit my zealous |
- | claim. We were engaged to each other, Frank and I; but then one day | + | historian |
- | father struck a rich pocket and made a pile, while poor Frank here had | + | now, let us see where this rat has been lurking.” |
- | a claim that petered out and came to nothing. The richer Pa grew the | + | |
- | poorer was Frank; so at last Pa wouldn’t hear of our engagement lasting | + | |
- | any longer, and he took me away to ’Frisco. Frank wouldn’t throw up his | + | |
- | hand, though; so he followed me there, and he saw me without Pa knowing | + | |
- | anything about it. It would only have made him mad to know, so we just | + | |
- | fixed it all up for ourselves. Frank said that he would go and make his | + | |
- | pile, too, and never come back to claim me until he had as much as Pa. | + | |
- | So then I promised to wait for him to the end of time and pledged | + | |
- | myself not to marry anyone else while he lived. ‘Why shouldn’t we be | + | |
- | married right away, then,’ said he, ‘and then I will feel sure of you; | + | |
- | and I won’t claim to be your husband until I come back?’ Well, we | + | |
- | talked it over, and he had fixed it all up so nicely, with a clergyman | + | |
- | all ready in waiting, that we just did it right there; and then Frank | + | |
- | went off to seek his fortune, and I went back to Pa. | + | |
- | “The next I heard of Frank was that he was in Montana, | + | A lath-and-plaster partition |
- | prospecting in Arizona, and then I heard of him from New Mexico. After | + | feet from the end, with a door cunningly concealed in it. It was |
- | that came a long newspaper story about how a miners’ camp had been | + | lit within by slits under the eaves. A few articles of furniture |
- | attacked by Apache Indians, and there was my Frank’s name among the | + | and a supply |
- | killed. I fainted dead away, and I was very sick for months after. Pa | + | number of books and papers. |
- | thought I had a decline and took me to half the doctors in ’Frisco. Not | + | |
- | a word of news came for a year and more, so that I never doubted that | + | |
- | Frank was really dead. Then Lord St. Simon came to ’Frisco, | + | |
- | to London, and a marriage was arranged, and Pa was very pleased, but I | + | |
- | felt all the time that no man on this earth would ever take the place | + | |
- | in my heart that had been given to my poor Frank. | + | |
- | “Still, if I had married Lord St. Simon, of course I’d have done my | + | “There’s the advantage of being a builder,” said Holmes, |
- | duty by him. We can’t command our love, but we can our actions. I went | + | came out. “He was able to fix up his own little hiding-place |
- | to the altar with him with the intention to make him just as good a | + | without any confederate---save, of course, that precious |
- | wife as it was in me to be. But you may imagine what I felt when, just | + | housekeeper |
- | as I came to the altar rails, I glanced back and saw Frank standing and | + | bag, Lestrade.” |
- | looking at me out of the first pew. I thought it was his ghost at | + | |
- | first; but when I looked again there he was still, with a kind of | + | |
- | question in his eyes, as if to ask me whether I were glad or sorry to | + | |
- | see him. I wonder I didn’t drop. I know that everything was turning | + | |
- | round, and the words of the clergyman were just like the buzz of a bee | + | |
- | in my ear. I didn’t know what to do. Should I stop the service and make | + | |
- | a scene in the church? I glanced at him again, and he seemed to know | + | |
- | what I was thinking, for he raised | + | |
- | be still. Then I saw him scribble on a piece of paper, and I knew that | + | |
- | he was writing me a note. As I passed his pew on the way out I dropped | + | |
- | my bouquet over to him, and he slipped the note into my hand when he | + | |
- | returned me the flowers. It was only a line asking me to join him when | + | |
- | he made the sign to me to do so. Of course I never doubted for a moment | + | |
- | that my first duty was now to him, and I determined to do just whatever | + | |
- | he might direct. | + | |
- | “When I got back I told my maid, who had known him in California, and | + | “I’ll take your advice. But how did you know of this place, Mr. |
- | had always been his friend. I ordered her to say nothing, but to get a | + | Holmes?” |
- | few things packed and my ulster ready. I know I ought to have spoken to | + | |
- | Lord St. Simon, but it was dreadful hard before his mother and all | + | |
- | those great people. I just made up my mind to run away and explain | + | |
- | afterwards. I hadn’t been at the table ten minutes before I saw Frank | + | |
- | out of the window at the other side of the road. He beckoned to me and | + | |
- | then began walking into the Park. I slipped out, put on my things, and | + | |
- | followed him. Some woman came talking something or other about Lord St. | + | |
- | Simon to me---seemed to me from the little I heard as if he had a little | + | |
- | secret of his own before marriage also---but I managed to get away from | + | |
- | her and soon overtook Frank. We got into a cab together, and away we | + | |
- | drove to some lodgings he had taken in Gordon Square, and that was my | + | |
- | true wedding after all those years of waiting. Frank had been a | + | |
- | prisoner among the Apaches, had escaped, came on to ’Frisco, found that | + | |
- | I had given him up for dead and had gone to England, followed me there, | + | |
- | and had come upon me at last on the very morning of my second wedding.” | + | |
- | “I saw it in a paper,” explained | + | “I made up my mind that the fellow was in hiding |
- | the church | + | When I paced one corridor |
+ | corresponding one below, it was pretty clear where he was. I | ||
+ | thought he had not the nerve to lie quiet before an alarm of | ||
+ | fire. We could, of course, have gone in and taken him, but it | ||
+ | amused me to make him reveal himself. Besides, I owed you a | ||
+ | little mystification, | ||
- | “Then we had a talk as to what we should do, and Frank was all for | + | “Well, sir, you certainly got equal with me on that. But how in |
- | openness, but I was so ashamed of it all that I felt as if I should | + | the world did you know that he was in the house at all?” |
- | like to vanish away and never see any of them again---just sending a line | + | |
- | to Pa, perhaps, to show him that I was alive. It was awful to me to | + | |
- | think of all those lords and ladies sitting round that breakfast-table | + | |
- | and waiting for me to come back. So Frank took my wedding-clothes and | + | |
- | things and made a bundle of them, so that I should not be traced, and | + | |
- | dropped them away somewhere where no one could find them. It is likely | + | |
- | that we should have gone on to Paris to-morrow, only that this good | + | |
- | gentleman, Mr. Holmes, came round to us this evening, though | + | |
- | found us is more than I can think, and he showed us very clearly and | + | |
- | kindly that I was wrong and that Frank was right, and that we should be | + | |
- | putting ourselves | + | |
- | give us a chance of talking to Lord St. Simon alone, and so we came | + | |
- | right away round to his rooms at once. Now, Robert, you have heard it | + | |
- | all, and I am very sorry if I have given you pain, and I hope that you | + | |
- | do not think very meanly of me.” | + | |
- | Lord St. Simon had by no means relaxed his rigid attitude, but had | + | “The thumb-mark, Lestrade. You said it was final; and so it was, |
- | listened with a frowning brow and a compressed lip to this long | + | in a very different sense. I knew it had not been there the day |
- | narrative. | + | before. I pay a good deal of attention |
+ | you may have observed, and I had examined the hall, and was sure | ||
+ | that the wall was clear. Therefore, it had been put on during the | ||
+ | night.” | ||
- | “Excuse me,” he said, “but it is not my custom to discuss my most | + | “But how?” |
- | intimate personal affairs in this public manner.” | + | |
- | “Then you won’t forgive me? You won’t shake hands before | + | “Very simply. When those packets were sealed up, Jonas Oldacre |
+ | got McFarlane to secure one of the seals by putting his thumb | ||
+ | upon the soft wax. It would be done so quickly and so naturally, | ||
+ | that I daresay the young man himself has no recollection of it. | ||
+ | Very likely it just so happened, and Oldacre had himself no | ||
+ | notion of the use he would put it to. Brooding over the case in | ||
+ | that den of his, it suddenly struck him what absolutely damning | ||
+ | evidence he could make against McFarlane by using that | ||
+ | thumb-mark. It was the simplest thing in the world for him to | ||
+ | take a wax impression from the seal, to moisten it in as much | ||
+ | blood as he could get from a pin-prick, and to put the mark upon | ||
+ | the wall during the night, either with his own hand or with that | ||
+ | of his housekeeper. If you examine among those documents which he | ||
+ | took with him into his retreat, | ||
+ | find the seal with the thumb-mark upon it.” | ||
- | “Oh, certainly, if it would give you any pleasure.” He put out his hand | + | “Wonderful!” said Lestrade. “Wonderful! It’s all as clear as |
- | and coldly grasped that which she extended to him. | + | crystal, as you put it. But what is the object of this deep |
+ | deception, Mr. Holmes?” | ||
- | “I had hoped,” suggested Holmes, “that you would have joined us in a | + | It was amusing to me to see how the detective’s overbearing |
- | friendly supper.” | + | manner |
+ | of its teacher. | ||
- | “I think that there you ask a little too much,” responded his Lordship. | + | “Well, I don’t |
- | “I may be forced | + | malicious, vindictive person is the gentleman who is now waiting |
- | hardly be expected | + | us downstairs. You know that he was once refused by McFarlane’s |
- | permission | + | mother? You don’t! |
- | all in a sweeping bow and stalked out of the room. | + | first and Norwood afterwards. Well, this injury, as he would |
+ | consider it, has rankled | ||
+ | his life he has longed for vengeance, but never seen his chance. | ||
+ | During the last year or two, things have gone against him---secret | ||
+ | speculation, | ||
+ | determines | ||
+ | large checks to a certain Mr. Cornelius, who is, I imagine, | ||
+ | himself under another name. I have not traced these checks yet, | ||
+ | but I have no doubt that they were banked under that name at some | ||
+ | provincial town where Oldacre from time to time led a double | ||
+ | existence. He intended to change his name altogether, draw this | ||
+ | money, | ||
- | “Then I trust that you at least will honour me with your company,” said | + | “Well, that’s likely enough.” |
- | Sherlock Holmes. “It is always a joy to meet an American, Mr. Moulton, | + | |
- | for I am one of those who believe | + | |
- | blundering of a minister in far-gone years will not prevent our | + | |
- | children from being some day citizens of the same world-wide country | + | |
- | under a flag which shall be a quartering of the Union Jack with the | + | |
- | Stars and Stripes.” | + | |
- | “The case has been an interesting one,” remarked Holmes when our | + | “It would strike him that in disappearing he might throw all |
- | visitors | + | pursuit off his track, and at the same time have an ample and |
- | simple the explanation may be of an affair | + | crushing revenge upon his old sweetheart, if he could give the |
- | to be almost inexplicable. Nothing could be more natural than the | + | impression that he had been murdered by her only child. It was a |
- | sequence | + | masterpiece of villainy, and he carried |
- | the result when viewed, for instance, by Mr. Lestrade | + | idea of the will, which would give an obvious motive for the |
- | Yard.” | + | crime, the secret visit unknown |
+ | of the stick, the blood, and the animal remains | ||
+ | the wood-pile, all were admirable. It was a net from which it | ||
+ | seemed to me, a few hours ago, that there was no possible escape. | ||
+ | But he had not that supreme gift of the artist, the knowledge of | ||
+ | when to stop. He wished to improve that which was already | ||
+ | perfect---to draw the rope tighter yet round the neck of his | ||
+ | unfortunate victim---and so he ruined all. Let us descend, | ||
+ | Lestrade. There are just one or two questions that I would ask | ||
+ | him.” | ||
- | “You were not yourself at fault at all, then?” | + | The malignant creature was seated in his own parlour, with a |
+ | policeman upon each side of him. | ||
- | “From the first, two facts were very obvious to me, the one that the | + | “It was a joke, my good sir-----a practical joke, nothing more,” he |
- | lady had been quite willing to undergo the wedding ceremony, the other | + | whined incessantly. “I assure you, sir, that I simply concealed |
- | that she had repented of it within a few minutes of returning home. | + | myself in order to see the effect |
- | Obviously something had occurred during the morning, then, to cause her | + | sure that you would not be so unjust |
- | to change her mind. What could that something be? She could not have | + | have allowed any harm to befall poor young Mr. McFarlane.” |
- | spoken | + | |
- | the bridegroom. Had she seen someone, then? If she had, it must be | + | |
- | someone from America because she had spent so short a time in this | + | |
- | country | + | |
- | influence over her that the mere sight of him would induce her to | + | |
- | change her plans so completely. You see we have already arrived, by a | + | |
- | process of exclusion, at the idea that she might have seen an American. | + | |
- | Then who could this American | + | |
- | influence over her? It might be a lover; it might be a husband. Her | + | |
- | young womanhood had, I knew, been spent in rough scenes and under | + | |
- | strange conditions. So far I had got before I ever heard Lord St. | + | |
- | Simon’s narrative. When he told us of a man in a pew, of the change in | + | |
- | the bride’s manner, of so transparent a device for obtaining a note as | + | |
- | the dropping of a bouquet, of her resort | + | |
- | of her very significant allusion to claim-jumping---which in miners’ | + | |
- | parlance means taking possession of that which another person has a | + | |
- | prior claim to---the whole situation became absolutely clear. She had | + | |
- | gone off with a man, and the man was either a lover or was a previous | + | |
- | husband---the chances being in favour of the latter.” | + | |
- | “And how in the world did you find them?” | + | “That’s for a jury to decide,” said Lestrade. “Anyhow, we shall |
+ | have you on a charge of conspiracy, if not for attempted murder.” | ||
- | “It might have been difficult, but friend Lestrade held information in | + | “And you’ll probably find that your creditors will impound the |
- | his hands the value of which he did not himself know. The initials | + | banking account |
- | were, of course, of the highest importance, but more valuable still was | + | |
- | it to know that within a week he had settled his bill at one of the | + | |
- | most select London hotels.” | + | |
- | “How did you deduce the select?” | + | The little man started, and turned his malignant eyes upon my |
+ | friend. | ||
- | “By the select prices. Eight shillings | + | “I have to thank you for a good deal,” said he. “Perhaps |
- | glass of sherry pointed to one of the most expensive hotels. There are | + | my debt some day.” |
- | not many in London which charge at that rate. In the second one which I | + | |
- | visited in Northumberland Avenue, I learned by an inspection of the | + | |
- | book that Francis H. Moulton, an American gentleman, had left only the | + | |
- | day before, and on looking over the entries against him, I came upon | + | |
- | the very items which I had seen in the duplicate bill. His letters were | + | |
- | to be forwarded to 226 Gordon Square; so thither I travelled, and being | + | |
- | fortunate enough to find the loving couple at home, I ventured to give | + | |
- | them some paternal advice and to point out to them that it would be | + | |
- | better in every way that they should make their position a little | + | |
- | clearer both to the general public and to Lord St. Simon in particular. | + | |
- | I invited them to meet him here, and, as you see, I made him keep the | + | |
- | appointment.” | + | |
- | “But with no very good result,” I remarked. “His conduct was certainly | + | Holmes smiled indulgently. |
- | not very gracious.” | + | |
- | “Ah, Watson,” said Holmes, smiling, | + | “I fancy that, for some few years, you will find your time very |
- | gracious either, if, after all the trouble of wooing and wedding, you | + | fully occupied,” said he. “By the way, what was it you put into |
- | found yourself deprived in an instant of wife and of fortune. | + | the wood-pile besides your old trousers? A dead dog, or rabbits, |
- | that we may judge Lord St. Simon very mercifully and thank our stars | + | or what? You won’t tell? Dear me, how very unkind of you! Well, |
- | that we are never likely to find ourselves in the same position. Draw | + | well, I daresay |
- | your chair up and hand me my violin, | + | the blood and for the charred ashes. If ever you write an |
- | to solve is how to while away these bleak autumnal evenings.” | + | account, Watson, you can make rabbits serve your turn.” |