Shall I go for the police? We must define the situation a little more clearly. It may bear some more innocent interpretation. Come, Watson, let us go across ourselves and see what we can make of it. Chapter II. Part Two As we walked rapidly down Howe...
A cipher message, Holmes. My companion gave a sudden chuckle of comprehension. And not a very obscure cipher, Watson, said he. Why, of course, it is Italian! The A means that it is addressed to a woman. Beware! Beware! Beware! How's that, Watson? I b...
Why should you go further in it? What have you to gain from it? What, indeed? It is art for art's sake, Watson. I suppose when you doctored you found yourself studying cases without thought of a fee? For my education, Holmes. Education never ends, Wa...
I will call again in the evening, said he to the expectant landlady. I think, Watson, we can discuss this business better in our own quarters. My surmise, as you saw, proved to be correct, said he, speaking from the depths of his easy-chair. There ha...
About one, sir. Then Dr. Watson and I will come round in time. For the present, Mrs. Warren, good-bye. At half-past twelve we found ourselves upon the steps of Mrs. Warren's housea high, thin, yellow-brick edifice in Great Orme Street, a narrow thoro...
Most interesting, said Holmes. Did he observe the appearance of these mendid he hear them talk? No; he is clean dazed. He just knows that he was lifted up as if by magic and dropped as if by magic. Two a least were in it, and maybe three. And you con...
So it proved; for in the morning I found my friend standing on the hearthrug with his back to the fire and a smile of complete satisfaction upon his face. How's this, Watson? he cried, picking up the paper from the table. High red house with white st...
There are certainly some points of interest in this case, Watson, he remarked when the landlady had left us. It may, of course, be trivialindividual eccentricity; or it may be very much deeper than appears on the surface. The first thing that strike...
Well, we don't seem to have much material to help us. Do you say nothing has come out of that roomabsolutely nothing? The landlady drew an envelope from her bag; from it she shook out two burnt matches and a cigarette-end upon the table. They were on...
But why? What can it matter to him that his landlady should have a word of his writing? Still, it may be as you say. Then, again, why such laconic messages? I cannot imagine. It opens a pleasing field for intelligent speculation. The words are writte...
