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第二块血迹（28）
A moment later she had appeared with a red flat box in her hand. How did you open it before? You have a duplicate key? Yes, of course you have. Open it! From out of her bosom Lady Hilda had drawn a small key. The box flew open. It was stuffed with pa
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第二块血迹（29）
It was a letter of mine, Mr. Holmes, an indiscreet letter written before my marriagea foolish letter, a letter of an impulsive, loving girl. I meant no harm, and yet he would have thought it criminal. Had he read that letter his confidence would have
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第二块血迹（30）
There were steps in the passage. Lucas quickly turned back the drugget, thrust the document into some hiding-place there, and covered it over. What happened after that is like some fearful dream. I have a vision of a dark, frantic face, of a woman's
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第二块血迹（31）
The European Secretary burst excitedly into the room. Any news, Mr. Holmes, any news? he cried. I have some hopes. Ah, thank heaven! His face became radiant. The Prime Minister is lunching with me. May he share your hopes? He has nerves of steel, and
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第二块血迹（32）
I am not convinced that anyone did take it. Then how could it leave the despatch-box? I am not convinced that it ever did leave the despatch-box. Mr. Holmes, this joking is very ill-timed. You have my assurance that it left the box. Have you examined
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第二块血迹（33）
Yes, it is itand the letter is intact. Hope, I congratulate you. Thank you! Thank you! What a weight from my heart. But this is inconceivableimpossible. Mr. Holmes, you are a wizard, a sorcerer! How did you know it was there? Because I knew it was no
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藤荘（1）
Wisteria Lodge Arthur Conan Doyle I. The Singular Experience of Mr. John Scott Eccles II. The Tiger of San Pedro Chapter I. The Singular Experience of Mr. John Scott Eccles I find it recorded in my notebook that it was a bleak and windy day towards t
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Have you it there? I asked. He read the telegram aloud. Have just had most incredible and grotesque experience. May I consult you? Scott Eccles, Post Office, Charing Cross. Man or woman? I asked. Oh, man, of course. No woman would ever send a reply-p
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藤荘（3）
I have had a most singular and unpleasant experience, Mr. Holmes, said he. Never in my life have I been placed in such a situation. It is most impropermost outrageous. I must insist upon some explanation. He swelled and puffed in his anger. Pray sit
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Our client looked down with a rueful face at his own unconventional appearance. I'm sure it must look very bad, Mr. Holmes, and I am not aware that in my whole life such a thing has ever happened before. But will tell you the whole queer business, an
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藤荘（5）
Dead? Did you say he was dead? Yes, sir, he is dead. But how? An accident? Murder, if ever there was one upon earth. Good God! This is awful! You don't meanyou don't mean that I am suspected? A letter of yours was found in the dead man's pocket, and
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藤荘（6）
In some way we struck up quite a friendship, this young fellow and I. He seemed to take a fancy to me from the first, and within two days of our meeting he came to see me at Lee. One thing led to another, and it ended in his inviting me out to spend
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藤荘（7）
One thing comes back to my memory which may have a bearing upon the business that you two gentlemen are investigating. I thought nothing of it at the time. Near the end of dinner a note was handed in by the servant. I noticed that after my host had r
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藤荘（8）
Sherlock Holmes was rubbing his hands and chuckling as he added this bizarre incident to his collection of strange episodes. Your experience is, so far as I know, perfectly unique, said he. May I ask, sir, what you did then? I was furious. My first i
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藤荘（9）
What do you say to that, Mr. Baynes? The country detective was a stout, puffy, red man, whose face was only redeemed from grossness by two extraordinarily bright eyes, almost hidden behind the heavy creases of cheek and brow. With a slow smile he dre
