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"And yet I cannot see anything save very vague indications.""On the contrary, to my mind nothing could be more clear. Let me runover the principal steps. We approached the case, you remember, withan absolutely blank mind, which is always an advantage. We hadformed no theories. We were simply there to observe and to drawinferences from our observations. What did we see first? A very placidand respectable lady, who seemed quite innocent of any secret, and aportrait which showed me that she had two younger sisters. Itinstantly flashed across my mind that the box might have been meantfor one of these. I set the idea aside as one which could be disprovedor confirmed at our leisure. Then we went to the garden, as youremember, and we saw the very singular contents of the little yellowbox.

Am dining at Goldini's Restaurant, Gloucester Road, Kensington.Please come at once and join me there. Bring with you a jemmy, adark lantern, a chisel, and a revolver.

"Exactly," said McFarlane.

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"Dear me! Dear me!" he said at last. "Well, now, who would havethought it? And how deceptive appearances may be, to be sure! Such anice young man to look at! It is a lesson to us not to trust our ownjudgment, is it not, Lestrade?"<"One more question, Mr. Holmes. From an expression which myhusband dropped in the first shock of this disaster I understoodthat terrible public consequences might arise from the loss of thisdocument."

"It is usually wiser to tell the truth. But why did you lie to him?""Because the fate of someone else depended upon it. I know that hewas a very worthless being, and yet I would not have his destructionupon my conscience. We had been so close- so close!"

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"What! Had he lost his wife?"

The train had already begun to move as Holmes spoke. Glancingback, I saw a tall man pushing his way furiously through the crowd,and waving his hand as if he desired to have the train stopped. It wastoo late, however, for we were rapidly gathering momentum, and aninstant later had shot clear of the station.

<"I do.""You make too much of a trifle," said I. "May I ask how you knew whoI was?"

"There are certainly some points of interest in this case,Watson," he remarked when the landlady had left us. "It may, ofcourse, be trivial- individual eccentricity; or it may be very muchdeeper than appears on the surface. The first thing that strikes oneis the obvious possibility that the person now in the rooms may beentirely different from the one who engaged them."

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"Who is he?" I asked.

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вƽ̨9000ԪF͵,ҵʱѱë׼¹˵ "They have secured the whole gang with the exception of him. Hehas given them the slip. Of course, when I had left the countrythere was no one to cope with him. But I did think that I had putthe game in their hands. I think that you had better return toEngland, Watson." ϸ

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