Sherlock Holmes Public Library

The wretched young man arose

"My first movement, Watson," said he, "must be in the direction of Blackheath."

He sent it to me in that state, with his curse, upon my wedding morning

Look at that with your magnyfying glass, Mr. Holmes

A little, wizened man darted out

Holmes smiled and clapped Lestrade upon the shoulder

My wife threw her arms round me

"I suppose that you are the detectives from London?" said he

They both remembered that they were conscious of the smell of powder

He bent forward and picked up a little brazen cylinder

Holmes clapped a pistol to his head and Martin slipped the handcuffs over his wrists

He buried his face in his manacled hands

AM HERE ABE SLANEY

AT ELRIGES

COME ELSIE

NEVER

ELSIE PREPARE TO MEET THY GOD

COME HERE AT ONCE

I slowed down my machine

It was a straight left against a slogging ruffian

"Too late, Watson; too late!" cried Holmes

As we approached, the Lady staggered against the trunk of the tree for support

He spun round with a scream and fell upon his back

Holmes rose and tossed the end of his cigarette into the grate

"Then what is the theory in your mind?"

Beside him stood a very young man

An impression like a fine bundle of telegraph wires ran down the centre of it

We ran round, and there lay the unfortunate rider

With difficulty he limped up to the door

We had hardly sunk from view when the man flew past us on the road

I heard him chuckle as the light fell upon a patched Dunlop tyre

"No; the murderer has escaped"

Sketch map showing the locality

Holmes examined it in his minute way

"Someone has been tampering with it," he said

He rapidly turned over the leaves of this volume

He sank down upon the sea-chest, and looked helplessly from one of us to the other

"Shall I sign here?" he asked

We sat down and we drank and we yarned about old times

Exhibiting the butt of a large revolver, which projected from the inside pocket

He stood with slanting head listening intently

You couldn't come any other time-eh?

Then he staggered to his feet and received another shot

Following his gaze I saw the picture of a regal and stately Lady in Court dress

He was introduced to us as the owner of the house

Holmes pointed to the street lamp above our heads

"Ah, the rascal!" he cried

With the bound of a tiger Holmes was on his back

The door opened, and the owner of the house presented himself

I brought the bust up with me, as you asked me to do

With his neck craned, he looked into the room

How came you to leave the key in the door?

He insisted on drawing it in his note-book

An instant later the tutor returned, bringing with him the student

"Come, come," said Holmes, kindly, "It is human to err."

Here it is, Sir

The body was found near the bureau, and just to the left of it, as marked upon that chart

He endeavoured to read through them

Did you dust this bureau yesterday morning?

Holmes picked up the key and looked at it for an instant

A woman rushed out into the room

"I am in your hands, Anna," said he

Holmes had bounded across the room and had wrenched a small phial from her hand

Did you take any message to Mr. Staunton?

Lord Mount-James

He looked up with no very pleased expression upon his dour features

The dog sniffed round for an instant, and then with a shrill whine of excitement strated off down the street

I caught a glimpse of Dr. Armstrong within

He never looked up until Holmes' hand was on his shoulder

I am the wife of Sir Eustace Brackenstall

It was the body of a tall, well-made man, about forty years of age

Halloa, Halloa, what is this?

I could see by Holmes's face that he was much puzzled

Look at that mark on the seat of the oaken chair!

Holmes gazed at it and then passed on

The door was opened to admit as fine a specimen of manhood as ever passed through it

The Premier sprang to his feet

No, my dear Watson, the two events are connected–must be connected

She looked back at us from the door

He took the corner of the carpet in his hand

It hinged back like the lid of a box

You–you insult me, Mr. Holmes

The Premier snatched the blue envelope from his hand