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A Study in Scarlet


1 Part 1: Being a reprint from the reminiscences of John H. Watson MD, late of the Army Medical Department

2 CHAPTER 1: Mr Sherlock Holmes

3 In the year 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go through the course prescribed for surgeons in the army. 4 Having completed my studies there, I was duly attached to the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers as Assistant Surgeon. 5 The regiment was stationed in India at the time, and before I could join it, the second Afghan war had broken out. 6 On landing at Bombay, I learned that my corps had advanced through the passes, and was already deep in the enemy's country. 7 I followed, however, with many other officers who were in the same situation as myself, and succeeded in reaching Candahar in safety, where I found my regiment, and at once entered upon my new duties.
8 The campaign brought honours and promotion to many, but for me it had nothing but misfortune and disaster. 9 I was removed from my brigade and attached to the Berkshires, with whom I served at the fatal battle of Maiwand. 10 There I was struck on the shoulder by a Jezail bullet, which shattered the bone and grazed the subclavian artery. 11 I should have fallen into the hands of the murderous Ghazis had it not been for the devotion and courage shown by Murray, my orderly, who threw me across a pack-horse, and succeeded in bringing me safely to the British lines.
12 Worn with pain, and weak from the prolonged hardships which I had undergone, I was removed, with a great train of wounded sufferers, to the base hospital at Peshawur. 13 Here I rallied, and had already improved so far as to be able to walk about the wards, and even to bask a little upon the verandah, when I was struck down by enteric fever, that curse of our Indian possessions. 14 For months my life was despaired of, and when at last I came to myself and became convalescent, I was so weak and emaciated that a medical board determined that not a day should be lost in sending me back to England. 15 I was dispatched, accordingly, in the troopship Orontes, and landed a month later on Portsmouth jetty, with my health irretrievably ruined, but with permission from a paternal government to spend the next nine months in attempting to improve it.
16 I had neither kith nor kin in England, and was therefore as free as air - or as free as an income of eleven shillings and sixpence a day will permit a man to be. 17 Under such circumstances I naturally gravitated to London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained. 18 There I stayed for some time at a private hotel in the Strand, leading a comfortless, meaningless existence, and spending such money as I had, considerably more freely than I ought. 19 So alarming did the state of my finances become that I soon realized that I must either leave the metropolis and rusticate somewhere in the country, or that I must make a complete alteration in my style of living. 20 Choosing the latter alternative, I began by making up my mind to leave the hotel, and to take up my quarters in some less pretentious and less expensive domicile.
21 On the very day that I had come to this conclusion, I was standing at the Criterion Bar, when someone tapped me on the shoulder, and turning round I recognized young Stamford, who had been a dresser under me at Barts. 22 The sight of a friendly face in the great wilderness of London is a pleasant thing indeed to a lonely man. 23 In old days Stamford had never been a particular crony of mine, but now I hailed him with enthusiasm, and he, in his turn, appeared to be delighted to see me. 24 In the exuberance of my joy, I asked him to lunch with me at the Holborn, and we started off together in a hansom.
25 Whatever have you been doing with yourself, Watson?' he asked in undisguised wonder, as we rattled through the crowded London streets. 26 'You are as thin as a lath and as brown as a nut.'
27 I gave him a short sketch of my adventures, and had hardly concluded it by the time that we reached our destination.
28 'Poor devil!' he said, commiseratingly, after he had listened to my misfortunes. 29 'What are you up to now?'
30 'Looking for lodgings,' I answered. 31 'Trying to solve the problem as to whether it is possible to get comfortable rooms at a reasonable price.'
32 'That's a strange thing,' remarked my companion, 'you are the second man to-day that has used that expression to me.'
33 'And who was the first?' I asked.
34 'A fellow who is working at the chemical laboratory up at the hospital. 35 He was bemoaning himself this morning because he could not get someone to go halves with him in some nice rooms which he had found, and which were too much for his purse.'
36 'By Jove!' I cried; gif he really wants some one to share the rooms and the expense, I am the very man for him. 37 I should prefer having a partner to being alone.'
38 Young Stamford looked rather strangely at me over his wine-glass. 39 'You don't know Sherlock Holmes yet,' he said; 'perhaps you would not care for him as a constant companion.'
40 'Why, what is there against him?'
41 'Oh, I didn't say there was anything against him. 42 He is a little queer in his ideas - an enthusiast in some branches of science. 43 As far as I know he is a decent fellow enough.'
44 'A medical student, I suppose?' said I.
45 'No - I have no idea what he intends to go in for. 46 I believe he is well up in anatomy, and he is a first-class chemist; but, as far as I know, he has never taken out any systematic medical classes. 47 His studies are very desultory and eccentric, but he has amassed a lot of out-of-the-way knowledge which would astonish his professors.'
48 'Did you never ask him what he was going in for?' I asked.
49 'No; he is not a man that it is easy to draw out, though he can be communicative enough when the fancy seizes him.'
50 'I should like to meet him,' I said. 51 'If I am to lodge with anyone, I should prefer a man of studious and quiet habits. 52 I am not strong enough yet to stand much noise or excitement. 53 I had enough of both in Afghanistan to last me for the remainder of my natural existence. 54 How could I meet this friend of yours?'
55 'He is sure to be at the laboratory,' returned my companion. 56 'He either avoids the place for weeks, or else he works there from morning till night. 57 If you like, we will drive round together after luncheon.'
58 'Certainly,' I answered, and the conversation drifted away into other channels.
59 As we made our way to the hospital after leaving the Holborn, Stamford gave me a few more particulars about the gentleman whom I proposed to take as a fellow-lodger.
60 'You mustn't blame me if you don't get on with him,' he said; 'I know nothing more of him than I have learned from meeting him occasionally in the laboratory. 61 You proposed this arrangement, so you must not hold me responsible.'
62 'If we don't get on it will be easy to part company,' I answered. 63 'It seems to me, Stamford,' I added, looking hard at my companion, 'that you have some reason for washing your hands of the matter. 64 Is this fellow's temper so formidable, or what is it? 65 Don't be mealy-mouthed about it.'
66 'It is not easy to express the inexpressible,' he answered with a laugh. 67 'Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes - it approaches to cold-bloodedness. 68 I could imagine his giving a friend a little pinch of the latest vegetable alkaloid, not out of malevolence, you understand, but simply out of a spirit of inquiry in order to have an accurate idea of the effects. 69 To do him justice, I think that he would take it himself with the same readiness. 70 He appears to have a passion for definite and exact knowledge.'
71 'Very right too.'
72 'Yes, but it may be pushed to excess. 73 When it comes to beating the subjects in the dissecting-rooms with a stick, it is certainly taking rather a bizarre shape.'
74 'Beating the subjects!'
75 'Yes, to verify how far bruises may be produced after death. 76 I saw him at it with my own eyes.'
77 'And yet you say he is not a medical student?'
78 'No. 79 Heaven knows what the objects of his studies are. 80 But here we are, and you must form your own impressions about him.' 81 As he spoke, we turned down a narrow lane and passed through a small side-door which opened into a wing of the great hospital. 82 It was familiar ground to me, and I needed no guiding as we ascended the bleak stone staircase and made our way down the long corridor with its vista of whitewashed wall and dun-coloured doors. 83 Near the farther end a low arched passage branched away from it and led to the chemical laboratory.
84 This was a lofty chamber, lined and littered with countless bottles. 85 Broad, low tables were scattered about, which bristled with retorts, test-tubes, and little Bunsen lamps with their blue flickering flames. 86 There was only one student in the room, who was bending over a distant table absorbed in his work. 87 At the sound of our steps he glanced round and sprang to his feet with a cry of pleasure. 88 'I've found it! 89 I've found it,' he shouted to my companion, running towards us with a test-tube in his hand. 90 'I have found a re-agent which is precipitated by haemoglobin, and by nothing else.' 91 Had he discovered a gold mine, greater delight could not have shone upon his features.
92 'Dr Watson, Mr Sherlock Holmes,' said Stamford, introducing us.
93 'How are you?' he said cordially, gripping my hand with a strength for which I should hardly have given him credit. 94 'You have been in Afghanistan, I perceive.'
95 'How on earth did you know that?' I asked in astonishment.
96 'Never mind,' said he, chuckling to himself. 97 'The question now is about haemoglobin. 98 No doubt you see the significance of this discovery of mine?'
99 'It is interesting, chemically, no doubt,' I answered, 'but practically-'
100 'Why, man, it is the most practical medico-legal discovery for years. 101 Don't you see that it gives us an infallible test for blood stains. 102 Come over here now!' 103 He seized me by the coat-sleeve in his eagerness, and drew me over to the table at which he had been working. 104 'Let us have some fresh blood,' he said, digging a long bodkin into his finger, and drawing off the resulting drop of blood in a chemical pipette. 105 'Now, I add this small quantity of blood to a litre of water. 106 You perceive that the resulting mixture has the appearance of pure water. 107 The proportion of blood cannot be more than one in a million. 108 I have no doubt, however, that we shall be able to obtain the characteristic reaction.' 109 As he spoke, he threw into the vessel a few white crystals, and then added some drops of a transparent fluid. 110 In an instant the contents assumed a dull mahogany colour, and a brownish dust was precipitated to the bottom of the glass jar.
111 'Ha! ha!' he cried, clapping his hands, and looking as delighted as a child with a new toy. 112 'What do you think of that?'
113 'It seems to be a very delicate test,' I remarked.
114 'Beautiful! beautiful! 115 The old guaiacum test was very clumsy and uncertain. 116 So is the microscopic examination for blood corpuscles. 117 The latter is valueless if the stains are a few hours old. 118 Now, this appears to act as well whether the blood is old or new. 119 Had this test been invented, there are hundreds of men now walking the earth who would long ago have paid the penalty of their crimes.'
120 'Indeed!' I murmured.
121 'Criminal cases are continually hinging upon that one point. 122 A man is suspected of a crime months perhaps after it has been committed. 123 His linen or clothes are examined and brownish stains discovered upon them. 124 Are they blood stains, or mud stains, or rust stains, or fruit stains, or what are they? 125 That is a question which has puzzled many an expert, and why? 126 Because there was no reliable test. 127 Now we have the Sherlock Holmes test, and there will no longer be any difficulty.'
128 His eyes fairly glittered as he spoke, and he put his hand over his heart and bowed as if to some applauding crowd conjured up by his imagination.
129 'You are to be congratulated,' I remarked, considerably surprised at his enthusiasm.
130 'There was the case of Von Bischoff at Frankfort last year. 131 He would certainly have been hung had this test been in existence. 132 Then there was Mason of Bradford, and the notorious Muller, and Lefevre of Montpellier, and Samson of New Orleans. 133 I could name a score of cases in which it would have been decisive.'
134 'You seem to be a walking calendar of crime,' said Stamford with a laugh. 135 'You might start a paper on those lines. 136 Call it the "Police News of the Past".'
137 'Very interesting reading it might be made, too,' remarked Sherlock Holmes, sticking a small piece of plaster over the prick on his finger. 138 'I have to be careful,' he continued, turning to me with a smile, 'for I dabble with poisons a good deal.' 139 He held out his hand as he spoke, and I noticed that it was all mottled over with similar pieces of plaster, and discoloured with strong acids.
140 'We came here on business,' said Stamford, sitting down on a high three-legged stool, and pushing another one in my direction with his foot. 141 'My friend here wants to take diggings; and as you were complaining that you could get no one to go halves with you, I thought that I had better bring you together.'
142 Sherlock Holmes seemed delighted at the idea of sharing his rooms with me. 143 'I have my eye on a suite in Baker Street,' he said, 'which would suit us down to the ground. 144 You don't mind the smell of strong tobacco, I hope?'
145 'I always smoke "ship's" myself,' I answered.
146 'That's good enough. 147 I generally have chemicals about, and occasionally do experiments. 148 Would that annoy you?'
149 'By no means.'
150 'Let me see - what are my other shortcomings. 151 I get in the dumps at times, and don't open my mouth for days on end. 152 You must not think I am sulky when I do that. 153 Just let me alone, and I'll soon be right. 154 What have you to confess now? 155 It's just as well for two fellows to know the worst of one another before they begin to live together.'
156 I laughed at this cross-examination. 157 'I keep a bull pup,' I said, 'and I object to rows because my nerves are shaken, and I get up at all sorts of ungodly hours, and I am extremely lazy. 158 I have another set of vices when I'm well, but those are the principal ones at present.'
159 'Do you include violin playing in your category of rows?' he asked, anxiously.
160 'It depends on the player,' I answered. 161 'A well-played violin is a treat for the gods - a badly-played one-'
162 'Oh, that's all right,' he cried, with a merry laugh. 163 'I think we may consider the thing as settled - that is, if the rooms are agreeable to you.'
164 'When shall we see them?'
165 'Call for me here at noon to-morrow, and we'll go together and settle everything,' he answered.
166 'All right - noon exactly,' said I, shaking his hand.
167 We left him working among his chemicals, and we walked together towards my hotel.
168 'By the way,' I asked suddenly, stopping and turning upon Stamford, 'how the deuce did he know that I had come from Afghanistan?'
169 My companion smiled an enigmatical smile. 170 'That's just his little peculiarity,' he said. 171 'A good many people have wanted to know how he finds things out.'
172 'Oh! a mystery is it?' I cried, rubbing my hands. 173 'This is very piquant. 174 I am much obliged to you for bringing us together. 175 "The proper study of mankind is man," you know.'
176 'You must study him, then,' Stamford said, as he bade me good-bye. 177 'You'll find him a knotty problem, though. 178 I'll wager he learns more about you than you about him. 179 'Good-bye.'
180 'Good-bye,' I answered, and strolled on to my hotel, considerably interested in my new acquaintance.

181 CHAPTER 2: The Science of Deduction

182 We met next day as he had arranged, and inspected the rooms at No. 221B, Baker Street, of which he had spoken at our meeting. 183 They consisted of a couple of comfortable bedrooms and a single large airy sitting-room, cheerfully furnished, and illuminated by two broad windows. 184 So desirable in every way were the apartments, and so moderate did the terms seem when divided between us, that the bargain was concluded upon the spot, and we at once entered into possession. 185 That very evening I moved my things round from the hotel, and on the following morning Sherlock Holmes followed me with several boxes and portmanteaus. 186 For a day or two we were busily employed in unpacking and laying out our property to the best advantage. 187 That done, we gradually began to settle down and to accommodate ourselves to our new surroundings.
188 Holmes was certainly not a difficult man to live with. 189 He was quiet in his ways, and his habits were regular. 190 It was rare for him to be up after ten at night, and he had invariably breakfasted and gone out before I rose in the morning. 191 Sometimes he spent his day at the chemical laboratory, sometimes in the dissecting-rooms, and occasionally in long walks, which appeared to take him into the lowest portions of the city. 192 Nothing could exceed his energy when the working fit was upon him; but now and again a reaction would seize him, and for days on end he would lie upon the sofa in the sitting-room, hardly uttering a word or moving a muscle from morning to night. 193 On these occasions I have noticed such a dreamy, vacant expression in his eyes, that I might have suspected him of being addicted to the use of some narcotic, had not the temperance and cleanliness of his whole life forbidden such a notion.
194 As the weeks went by, my interest in him and my curiosity as to his aims in life gradually deepened and increased. 195 His very person and appearance were such as to strike the attention of the most casual observer. 196 In height he was rather over six feet, and so excessively lean that he seemed to be considerably taller. 197 His eyes were sharp and piercing, save during those intervals of torpor to which I have alluded; and his thin, hawk-like nose gave his whole expression an air of alertness and decision. 198 His chin, too, had the prominence and squareness which mark the man of determination. 199 His hands were invariably blotted with ink and stained with chemicals, yet he was possessed of extraordinary delicacy of touch, as I frequently had occasion to observe when I watched him manipulating his fragile philosophical instruments.
200 The reader may set me down as a hopeless busybody, when I confess how much this man stimulated my curiosity, and how often I endeavoured to break through the reticence which he showed on all that concerned himself. 201 Before pronouncing judgement, however, be it remembered how objectless was my life, and how little there was to engage my attention. 202 My health forbade me from venturing out unless the weather was exceptionally genial, and I had no friends who would call upon me and break the monotony of my daily existence. 203 Under these circumstances I eagerly hailed the little mystery which hung around my companion, and spent much of my time in endeavouring to unravel it.
204 He was not studying medicine. 205 He had himself, in reply to a question, confirmed Stamford's opinion in that point. 206 Neither did he appear to have pursued any course of reading which might fit him for a degree in science or any other recognized portal which would give him an entrance into the learned world. 207 Yet his zeal for certain studies was remarkable, and within eccentric limits his knowledge was so extraordinarily ample and minute that his observations have fairly astounded me. 208 Surely no man would work so hard or attain such precise information unless he had some definite end in view. 209 Desultory readers are seldom remarkable for the exactness of their learning. 210 No man burdens his mind with small matters unless he has some very good reason for doing so.
211 His ignorance was as remarkable as his knowledge. 212 Of contemporary literature, philosophy and politics he appeared to know next to nothing. 213 Upon my quoting Thomas Carlyle, he inquired in the naivest way who he might be and what he had done. 214 My surprise reached a climax, however, when I found incidentally that he was ignorant of the Copernican Theory and of the composition of the Solar System. 215 That any civilized human being in this nineteenth century should not be aware that the earth travelled round the sun appeared to be to me such an extraordinary fact that I could hardly realize it.
216 'You appear to be astonished,' he said, smiling at my expression of surprise. 217 'Now that I do know it I shall do my best to forget it.'
218 'To forget it!'
219 'You see,' he explained, 'I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose. 220 A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that he comes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with a lot of other things, so that he has a difficulty in laying his hands upon it. 221 Now the skilful workman is very careful indeed as to what he takes into his brain-attic. 222 He will have nothing but the tools which may help him in doing his work, but of these he has a large assortment, and all in the most perfect order. 223 It is a mistake to think that that little room has elastic walls and can distend to any extent. 224 Depend upon it there comes a time when for every addition of knowledge you forget something that you knew before. 225 It is of the highest importance, therefore, not to have useless facts elbowing out the useful ones.'
226 'But the Solar System!' I protested.
227 'What the deuce is it to me?' he interrupted impatiently: 'you say that we go round the sun. 228 If we went round the moon it would not make a penny-worth of difference to me or to my work.'
229 I was on the point of asking him what that work might be, but something in his manner showed me that the question would be an unwelcome one. 230 I pondered over our short conversation, however, and endeavoured to draw my deductions from it. 231 He said that he would acquire no knowledge which did not bear upon his object. 232 Therefore all the knowledge which he possessed was such as would be useful to him. 233 I enumerated in my own mind all the various points upon which he had shown me that he was exceptionally well-informed. 234 I even took a pencil and jotted them down.
235 I could not help smiling at the document when I had completed it. 236 It ran in this way:

237 SHERLOCK HOLMES - his limits
238 1 Knowledge of Literature. 239 - Nil.
240 2 Knowledge of Philosophy. 241 - Nil.
242 3 Knowledge of Astronomy. 243 - Nil.
244 4 Knowledge of Politics. 245 - Feeble.
246 5 Knowledge of Botany. 247 - Variable. 248 Well up in belladonna, opium, and poisons generally. 249 Knows nothing of practical gardening.
250 6 Knowledge of Geology: 251 Practical, but limited. 252 Tells at a glance different soils from each other. 253 After walks has shown me splashes upon his trousers, and told me by their colour and consistence in what part of London he had received them.
254 7 Knowledge of Chemistry. 255 - Profound.
256 8 Knowledge of Anatomy. 257 - Accurate, but unsystematic.
258 9 Knowledge of Sensational Literature. 259 - Immense. 260 He appears to know every detail of every horror perpetrated in the century.
261 10 Plays the violin well.
262 11 Is an expert singlestick player, boxer, and swordsman.
263 12 Has a good practical knowledge of British law.

264 When I had got so far in my list I threw it into the fire in despair. 265 'If I can only find what the fellow is driving at by reconciling all these accomplishments, and discovering a calling which needs them all,' I said to myself, 'I may as well give up the attempt at once.'
266 I see that I have alluded above to his powers upon the violin. 267 These were very remarkable, but as eccentric as all his other accomplishments. 268 That he could play pieces, and difficult pieces, I knew well, because at my request he has played me some of Mendelssohn's Lieder, and other favourites. 269 When left to himself, however, he would seldom produce any music or attempt any recognized air. 270 Leaning back in his arm-chair of an evening, he would close his eyes and scrape carelessly at the fiddle which was thrown across his knee. 271 Sometimes the chords were sonorous and melancholy. 272 Occasionally they were fantastic and cheerful. 273 Clearly they reflected the thoughts which possessed him, but whether the music aided those thoughts, or whether the playing was simply the result of a whim or fancy, was more than I could determine. 274 I might have rebelled against these exasperating solos had it not been that he usually terminated them by playing in quick succession a whole series of my favourite airs as a slight compensation for the trial upon my patience.
275 During the first week or so we had no callers, and I had begun to think that my companion was as friendless a man as I was myself. 276 Presently, however, I found that he had many acquaintances, and those in the most different classes of society. 277 There was one little sallow, rat-faced, dark-eyed fellow, who was introduced to me as Mr Lestrade, and who came three or four times in a single week. 278 One morning a young girl called, fashionably dressed, and stayed for half an hour or more. 279 The same afternoon brought a grey-headed, seedy visitor, looking like a Jew pedlar, who appeared to me to be much excited, and who was closely followed by a slip-shod elderly woman. 280 On another occasion an old white-haired gentleman had an interview with my companion; and on another, a railway porter in his velveteen uniform. 281 When any of these nondescript individuals put in an appearance, Sherlock Holmes used to beg for the use of the sitting-room, and I would retire to my bed-room. 282 He always apologized to me for putting me to this inconvenience. 283 'I have to use this room as a place of business,' he said, 'and these people are my clients.' 284 Again I had an opportunity of asking him a point-blank question, and again my delicacy prevented me from forcing another man to confide in me. 285 I imagined at the time that he had some strong reason for not alluding to it, but he soon dispelled the idea by coming round to the subject of his own accord.
286 It was upon the 4th of March, as I have good reason to remember, that I rose somewhat earlier than usual, and found that Sherlock Holmes had not yet finished his breakfast. 287 The landlady had become so accustomed to my late habits that my place had not been laid nor my coffee prepared. 288 With the unreasonable petulance of mankind I rang the bell and gave a curt intimation that I was ready. 289 Then I picked up a magazine from the table and attempted to while away the time with it, while my companion munched silently at his toast. 290 One of the articles had a pencil mark at the heading, and I naturally began to run my eye through it.
291 Its somewhat ambitious tide was 'The Book of Life', and it attempted to show how much an observant man might learn by an accurate and systematic examination of all that came in his way. 292 It struck me as being a remarkable mixture of shrewdness and of absurdity. 293 The reasoning was close and intense, but the deductions appeared to me to be far-fetched and exaggerated. 294 The writer claimed by a momentary expression, a twitch of a muscle or a glance of an eye, to fathom a man's inmost thoughts. 295 Deceit, according to him, was an impossibility in the case of one trained to observation and analysis. 296 His conclusions were as infallible as so many propositions of Euclid. 297 So startling would his results appear to the uninitiated that until they learned the processes by which he had arrived at them they might well consider him as a necromancer.
298 'From a drop of water,' said the writer, 'a logician could infer the possibility of an Atlantic or a Niagara without having seen or heard of one or the other. 299 So all life is a great chain, the nature of which is known whenever we are shown a single link of it. 300 Like all other arts, the Science of Deduction and Analysis is one which can only be acquired by long and patient study, nor is life long enough to allow any mortal to attain the highest possible perfection in it. 301 Before turning to these mortal and mental aspects of the matter which present the greatest difficulties, let the inquirer begin by mastering more elementary problems. 302 Let him on meeting a fellow-mortal, learn at a glance to distinguish the history of the man, and the trade or profession to which he belongs. 303 Puerile as such an exercise may seem, it sharpens the faculties of observation, and teaches one where to look and what to look for. 304 By a man's finger-nails, by his coat-sleeve, by his boot, by his trouser-knees, by the callosities of his forefinger and thumb, by his expression, by his shirt-cuffs - by each of these things a man's calling is plainly revealed. 305 That all united should fail to enlighten the competent inquirer in any case is almost inconceivable.'
306 'What ineffable twaddle!' I cried, slapping the magazine down on the table; 'I never read such rubbish in my life.'
307 'What is it?' asked Sherlock Holmes.
308 'Why, this article,' I said, pointing at it with my egg-spoon as I sat down to my breakfast. 309 'I see that you have read it since you have marked it. 310 I don't deny that it is smartly written. 311 It irritates me, though. 312 It is evidently the theory of some arm-chair lounger who evolves all these neat little paradoxes in the seclusion of his own study. 313 It is not practical. 314 I should like to see him clapped down in a third- class carriage on the Underground, and asked to give the trades of all his fellow-travellers. 315 I would lay a thousand to one against him.'
316 'You would lose your money,' Holmes remarked calmly. 317 'As for the article, I wrote it myself.'
318 'You!'
319 'Yes; I have a turn both for observation and for deduction. 320 The theories which I have expressed there, and which appear to you to be so chimerical, are really extremely practical - so practical that I depend upon them for my bread and cheese.'
321 'And how?' I asked involuntarily.
322 'Well, I have a trade of my own. 323 I suppose I am the only one in the world. 324 I'm a consulting detective, if you can understand what that is. 325 Here in London we have lots of Government detectives and lots of private ones. 326 When these fellows are at fault, they come to me, and I manage to put them on the right scent. 327 They lay all the evidence before me, and I am generally able, by the help of my knowledge of the history of crime, to set them straight. 328 There is a strong family resemblance about misdeeds, and if you have all the details of a thousand at your finger ends, it is odd if you can't unravel the thousand and first. 329 Lestrade is a well-known detective. 330 He got himself into a fog recently over a forgery case, and that was what brought him here.'
331 'And these other people?'
332 'They are mostly sent on by private inquiry agencies. 333 They are all people who are in trouble about something and want a little enlightening. 334 I listen to their story, they listen to my comments, and then I pocket my fee.'
335 'But do you mean to say,' I said, 'that without leaving your room you can unravel some knot which other men can make nothing of, although they have seen every detail for themselves?'
336 'Quite so. 337 I have a kind of intuition that way. 338 Now and again a case turns up which is a little more complex. 339 Then I have to bustle about and see things with my own eyes. 340 You see I have a lot of special knowledge which I apply to the problem, and which facilitates matters wonderfully. 341 Those rules of deduction laid down in that article which aroused your scorn are invaluable to me in practical work. 342 Observation with me is second nature. 343 You appeared to be surprised when I told you, on our first meeting, that you had come from Afghanistan.'
344 'You were told, no doubt.'
345 'Nothing of the sort. 346 I knew you came from Afghanistan. 347 From long habit the train of thoughts ran so swiftly through my mind that I arrived at the conclusion without being conscious of intermediate steps. 348 There were such steps, however. 349 The train of reasoning ran: 350 "Here is a gentleman of a medical type, but with the air of a military man. 351 Clearly an army doctor then. 352 He has just come from the tropics, for his face is dark, and that is not the natural tint of his skin, for his wrists are fair. 353 He has undergone hardship and sickness, as his haggard face says clearly. 354 His left arm has been injured. 355 He holds it in a stiff and unnatural manner. 356 Where in the tropics could an English army doctor have seen much hardship and got his arm wounded? 357 Clearly in Afghanistan." 358 The whole train of thought did not occupy a second. 359 I then remarked that you came from Afghanistan, and you were astonished.'
360 'It is simple enough as you explain it,' I said, smiling. 361 'You remind me of Edgar Allan Poe's Dupin. 362 I had no idea that such individuals did exist outside of stories.'
363 Sherlock Holmes rose and lit his pipe. 364 'No doubt you think that you are complimenting me in comparing me to Dupin,' he observed. 365 'Now, in my opinion, Dupin was a very inferior fellow. 366 That trick of his of breaking in on his friends' thoughts with an apropos remark after a quarter of an hour's silence is really very showy and superficial. 367 He had some analytical genius, no doubt; but he was by no means such a phenomenon as Poe appeared to imagine.'
368 'Have you read Gaboriau's works?' I asked. 369 'Does Lecoq come up to your idea of a detective?'
370 Sherlock Holmes sniffed sardonically. 371 Lecoq was a miserable bungler,' he said, in an angry voice; 'he had only one thing to recommend him, and that was his energy. 372 That book made me positively ill. 373 The question was how to identify an unknown prisoner. 374 I could have done it in twenty-four hours. 375 Lecoq took six months or so. 376 It might be made a text-book for detectives to teach them what to avoid.'
377 I felt rather indignant at having two characters whom I had admired treated in this cavalier style. 378 I walked over to the window, and stood looking out into the busy street. 379 'This fellow may be very clever,' I said to myself, 'but he is certainly very conceited.'
380 'There are no crimes and no criminals in these days,' he said, querulously. 381 'What is the use of having brains in our profession? 382 I know well that I have it in me to make my name famous. 383 No man lives or has ever lived who has brought the same amount of study and of natural talent to the detection of crime which I have done. 384 And what is the result? 385 There is no crime to detect, or, at most, some bungling villainy with a motive so transparent that even a Scotland Yard official can see through it.'
386 I was still annoyed at his bumptious style of conversation. 387 I thought it best to change the topic.
388 'I wonder what that fellow is looking for?' I asked, pointing to a stalwart, plainly-dressed individual who was walking slowly down the other side of the street, looking anxiously at the numbers. 389 He had a large blue envelope in his hand, and was evidently the bearer of a message.
390 'You mean the retired sergeant of Marines,' said Sherlock Holmes.
391 'Brag and bounce!' thought I to myself. 392 'He knows that I cannot verify his guess.'
393 The thought had hardly passed through my mind when the man whom we were watching caught sight of the number on our door, and ran rapidly across the roadway. 394 We heard a loud knock, a deep voice below, and heavy steps ascending the stair.
395 Tor Mr Sherlock Holmes,' he said, stepping into the room and handing my friend the letter.
396 Here was an opportunity of taking the conceit out of him. 397 He little thought of this when he made that random shot. 398 'May I ask, my lad,' I said, in the blandest voice, 'what your trade may be?'
399 'Commissionaire, sir,' he said, gruffly. 400 'Uniform away for repairs.'
401 'And you were?' I asked, with a slightly malicious glance at my companion.
402 'A sergeant, sir, Royal Marine Light Infantry, sir. 403 No answer? 404 Right, sir.'
405 He clicked his heels together, raised his hand in a salute, and was gone.

406 CHAPTER 3: The Lauriston Gardens Mystery

407 I confess that I was considerably startled by this fresh proof of the practical nature of my companion's theories. 408 My respect for his powers of analysis increased wondrously. 409 There still remained some lurking suspicion in my mind, however, that the whole thing was a prearranged episode, intended to dazzle me, though what earthly object he could have in taking me in was past my comprehension. 410 When I looked at him, he had finished reading the note, and his eyes had assumed the vacant, lack-lustre expression which showed mental abstraction.
411 'How in the world did you deduce that?' I asked. 412 'Deduce what?' said he, petulantly.
413 'Why, that he was a retired sergeant of Marines.'
414 'I have no time for trifles,' he answered brusquely; then with a smile: 415 'Excuse my rudeness. 416 You broke the thread of my thoughts; but perhaps it is as well. 417 So you actually were not able to see that that man was a sergeant of Marines?'
418 'No, indeed.'
419 'It was easier to know it than to explain why I know it. 420 If you were asked to prove that two and two made four, you might find some difficulty, and yet you are quite sure of the fact. 421 Even across the street I could see a great blue anchor tattooed on the back of the fellow's hand. 422 That smacked of the sea. 423 He had a military carriage, however, and regulation side whiskers. 424 There we have the marine. 425 He was a man with some amount of self-importance and a certain air of command. 426 You must have observed the way in which he held his head and swung his cane. 427 A steady, respectable, middle-aged man, too, on the face of him - all facts which led me to believe that he had been a sergeant.'
428 'Wonderful!' I ejaculated.
429 'Commonplace,' said Holmes, though I thought from his expression that he was pleased at my evident surprise and admiration. 430 'I said just now that there were no criminals. 431 It appears that I am wrong - look at this!' 432 He threw me over the note which the commissionaire had brought.
433 'Why,' I cried, as I cast my eye over it, 'this is terrible!'
434 'It does seem to be a little out of the common,' he remarked, calmly. 435 'Would you mind reading it to me aloud?' 436 This is the letter which I read to him:
437 "My dear Mr Sherlock Holmes, There has been a bad business during the night at 3, Lauriston Gardens, off the Brixton Road. 438 Our man on the beat saw a light there about two in the morning, and as the house was an empty one, suspected that something was amiss. 439 He found the door open, and in the front room, which is bare of furniture, discovered the body of a gentleman, well dressed, and having cards in his pocket bearing the name of 'Enoch J. 440 Drebber, Cleveland, Ohio, U.S.A.' 441 There had been no robbery, nor is there any evidence as to how the man met his death. 442 There are marks of blood in the room, but there is no wound upon his person. 443 We are at a loss as to how he came into the empty house; indeed, the whole affair is a puzzler. 444 If you can come round to the house any time before twelve, you will find me there. 445 I have left everything in statu quo until I hear from you. 446 If you are unable to come, I shall give you fuller details, and would esteem it a great kindness if you would favour me with your opinion. 447 Yours faithfully, 448 TOBIAS GREGSON."
449 'Gregson is the smartest of the Scotland Yarders,' my friend remarked; 'he and Lestrade are the pick of a bad lot. 450 They are both quick and energetic, but conventional - shockingly so. 451 They have their knives into one another, too. 452 They are as jealous as a pair of professional beauties. 453 There will be some fun over this case if they are both put upon the scent.'
454 I was amazed at the calm way in which he rippled on. 455 'Surely there is not a moment to be lost,' I cried; 'shall I go and order you a cab?'
456 'I'm not sure about whether I shall go. 457 I am the most incurably lazy devil that ever stood in shoe leather - that is, when the fit is on me, for I can be spry enough at times.'
458 'Why, it is just such a chance as you have been longing for.'
459 'My dear fellow, what does it matter to me? 460 Supposing I unravel the whole matter, you may be sure that Gregson, Lestrade, and Co. will pocket all the credit. 461 That comes of being an unofficial personage.'
462 'But he begs you to help him.'
463 'Yes. 464 He knows that I am his superior, and acknowledges it to me; but he would cut his tongue out before he would own it to any third person. 465 However, we may as well go and have a look. 466 I shall work it out on my own hook. 467 I may have a laugh at them, if I have nothing else. 468 Come on!'
469 He hustled on his overcoat, and bustled about in a way that showed that an energetic fit had superseded the apathetic one.
470 'Get your hat,' he said.
471 'You wish me to come?'
472 'Yes, if you have nothing better to do.' 473 A minute later we were both in a hansom, driving furiously for the Brixton Road.
474 It was a foggy, cloudy morning, and a dun-coloured veil hung over the house-tops, looking like the reflection of the mud-coloured streets beneath. 475 My companion was in the best of spirits, and prattled away about Cremona fiddles, and the difference between a Stradivarius and an Amati. 476 As for myself, I was silent, for the dull weather and the melancholy business upon which we were engaged, depressed my spirits.
477 'You don't seem to give much thought to the matter in hand,' I said at last, interrupting Holmes's musical disquisition.
478 'No data yet,' he answered. 479 'It is a capital mistake to theorize before you have all the evidence. 480 It biases the judgement.'
481 'You will have your data soon,' I remarked, pointing with my finger; 'this is the Brixton Road, and that is the house, if I am not very much mistaken.'
482 'So it is. 483 Stop, driver, stop!' 484 We were still a hundred yards or so from it, but he insisted upon our alighting, and we finished our journey upon foot.
485 Number 3, Lauriston Gardens, wore an ill-omened and minatory look. 486 It was one of four which stood back some little way from the street, two being occupied and two empty. 487 The latter looked out with three tiers of vacant melancholy windows, which were blank and dreary, save that here and there a 'To Let' card had developed like a cataract upon the bleared panes. 488 A small garden sprinkled over with a scattered eruption of sickly plants separated each of these houses from the street, and was traversed by a narrow pathway, yellowish in colour, and consisting apparently of a mixture of clay and of gravel. 489 The whole place was very sloppy from the rain which had fallen through the night. 490 The garden was bounded by a three-foot brick wall with a fringe of wood rails upon the top, and against this wall was leaning a stalwart police constable, surrounded by a small knot of loafers, who craned their necks and strained their eyes in the vain hope of catching some glimpse of the proceedings within.
491 I had imagined that Sherlock Holmes would at once have hurried into the house and plunged into a study of the mystery. 492 Nothing appeared to be further from his intention. 493 With an air of nonchalance which, under the circumstances, seemed to me to border upon affectation, he lounged up and down the pavement, and gazed vacantly at the ground, the sky, the opposite houses and the line of railings. 494 Having finished his scrutiny, he proceeded slowly down the path, or rather down the fringe of grass which flanked the path, keeping his eyes riveted upon the ground. 495 Twice he stopped, and once I saw him smile, and heard him utter an exclamation of satisfaction. 496 There were many marks of footsteps upon the wet clayey soil; but since the police had been coming and going over it, I was unable to see how my companion could hope to learn anything from it. 497 Still, I had had such extraordinary evidence of the quickness of his perceptive faculties, that I had no doubt that he could see a great deal which was hidden from me.
498 At the door of the house we were met by a tall, white- faced, flaxen-haired man, with a notebook in his hand, who rushed forward and wrung my companion's hand with effusion. 499 'It is indeed kind of you to come,' he said, 'I have had everything left untouched.'
500 'Except that!' my friend answered, pointing at the pathway. 501 'If a herd of buffaloes had passed along there could not be a greater mess. 502 No doubt, however, you had drawn your own conclusions, Gregson, before you permitted this.'
503 'I have had so much to do inside the house,' the detective said evasively. 504 'My colleague, Mr Lestrade, is here. 505 I had relied upon him to look after this.'
506 Holmes glanced at me and raised his eyebrows sardonically. 507 'With two such men as yourself and Lestrade upon the ground, there will not be much for a third party to find out,' he said.
508 Gregson rubbed his hands in a self-satisfied way. 509 'I think we have done all that can be done,' he answered; 'it's a queer case though, and I knew your taste for such things.'
510 'You did not come here in a cab?' asked Sherlock Holmes.
511 'No, sir.'
512 'Nor Lestrade?'
513 'No, sir.'
514 'Then let us go and look at the room.' 515 With which inconsequent remark he strode on into the house, followed by Gregson, whose features expressed his astonishment.
516 A short passage, bare-planked and dusty, led to the kitchen and offices. 517 Two doors opened out of it to the left and to the right. 518 One of these had obviously been closed for many weeks. 519 The other belonged to the dining-room, which was the apartment in which the mysterious affair had occurred. 520 Holmes walked in, and I followed him with that subdued feeling at my heart which the presence of death inspires.
521 It was a large square room, looking all the larger from the absence of all furniture. 522 A vulgar flaring paper adorned the walls, but it was blotched in places with mildew, and here and there great strips had become detached and hung down, exposing the yellow plaster beneath. 523 Opposite the door was a showy fireplace, surmounted by a mantel-piece of imitation white marble. 524 On one corner of this was stuck the stump of a red wax candle. 525 The solitary window was so dirty that the light was hazy and uncertain, giving a dull grey tinge to everything, which was intensified by the thick layer of dust which coated the whole apartment.
526 All these details I observed afterwards. 527 At present my attention was centred upon the single, grim, motionless figure which lay stretched upon the boards, with vacant, sightless eyes staring up at the discoloured ceiling. 528 It was that of a man about forty-three or forty-four years of age, middle-sized, broad-shouldered, with crisp curling black hair, and a short, stubbly beard. 529 He was dressed in a heavy broadcloth frock coat and waistcoat, with light-coloured trousers, and immaculate collar and cuffs. 530 A top hat, well brushed and trim, was placed upon the floor beside him. 531 His hands were clenched and his arms thrown abroad, while his lower limbs were interlocked, as though his death struggle had been a grievous one. 532 On his rigid face there stood an expression of horror, and, as it seemed to me, of hatred, such as I have never seen upon human features. 533 This malignant and terrible contortion, combined with the low forehead, blunt nose, and prognathous jaw, gave the dead man a singularly simious and ape-like appearance, which was increased by his writhing, unnatural posture. 534 I have seen death in many forms, but never has it appeared to me in a more fearsome aspect than in that dark, grimy apartment, which looked out upon one of the main arteries of suburban London.
535 Lestrade, lean and ferret-like as ever, was standing by the doorway, and greeted my companion and myself.
536 'This case will make a stir, sir,' he remarked. 537 'It beats anything I have seen, and I am no chicken.'
538 'There is no clue!' said Gregson.
539 'None at all,' chimed in Lestrade.
540 Sherlock Holmes approached the body, and, kneeling down, examined it intently. 541 'You are sure that there is no wound?' he asked, pointing to numerous gouts and splashes of blood which lay all round.
542 'Positive!' cried both detectives.
543 'Then, of course, this blood belongs to a second individual - presumably the murderer, if murder has been committed. 544 It reminds me of the circumstances attendant on the death of Van Jansen, in Utrecht, in the year '34. 545 Do you remember the case, Gregson?'
546 'No, sir.'
547 'Read it up - you really should. 548 There is nothing new under the sun. 549 It has all been done before.'
550 As he spoke, his nimble fingers were flying here, there, and everywhere, feeling, pressing, unbuttoning, examining, while his eyes wore the same faraway expression which I have already remarked upon. 551 So swiftly was the examination made, that one would hardly have guessed the minuteness with which it was conducted. 552 Finally, he sniffed the dead man's lips, and then glanced at the soles of his patent leather boots.
553 'He has not been moved at all?' he asked.
554 'No more than was necessary for the purposes of our examination.'
555 'You can take him to the mortuary now,' he said. 556 'There is nothing more to be learned.'
557 Gregson had a stretcher and four men at hand. 558 At his call they entered the room, and the stranger was lifted and carried out. 559 As they raised him, a ring tinkled down and rolled across the floor. 560 Lestrade grabbed it up and stared at it with mystified eyes.
561 'There's been a woman here,' he cried. 562 'It's a woman's wedding-ring.'
563 He held it out, as he spoke, upon the palm of his hand. 564 We all gathered round him and gazed at it. 565 There could be no doubt that that circlet of plain gold had once adorned the finger of a bride.
566 'This complicates matters,' said Gregson. 567 'Heaven knows, they were complicated enough before.'
568 'You're sure it doesn't simplify them?' observed Holmes. 569 'There's nothing to be learned by staring at it. 570 What did you find in his pockets?'
571 'We have it all here,' said Gregson, pointing to a litter of objects upon one of the bottom steps of the stairs 'A gold watch, No. 97163, by Barraud, of London. 572 Gold Albert chain, very heavy and solid. 573 Gold ring, with masonic device. 574 Gold pin - bull-dog's head, with rubies as eyes. 575 Russian leather card-case with cards of Enoch J. Drebber of Cleveland, corresponding with the E. J. D. upon the linen. 576 No purse, but loose money to the extent of seven pounds thirteen. 577 Pocket edition of Boccaccio's Decameron, with name of Joseph Stangerson upon the fly-leaf. 578 Two letters - one addressed to E. J. Drebber and one to Joseph Stangerson.'
579 'At what address?'
580 'American Exchange, Strand - to be left till called for. 581 They are both from the Guion Steamship Company, and refer to the sailing of their boats from Liverpool. 582 It is clear that this unfortunate man was about to return to New York.'
583 'Have you made any inquiries as to this man Stangerson?'
584 'I did it at once, sir,' said Gregson. 585 'I have had advertisements sent to all the newspapers, and one of my men has gone to the American Exchange, but he has not returned yet.'
586 'Have you sent to Cleveland?'
587 'We telegraphed this morning.'
588 'How did you word your inquiries?'
589 'We simply detailed the circumstances, and said that we should be glad of any information which could help us.'
590 'You did not ask for particulars on any point which appeared to you to be crucial?'
591 'I asked about Stangerson.'
592 'Nothing else? 593 Is there no circumstance on which this whole case appears to hinge? 594 Will you not telegraph again?'
595 'I have said all I have to say,' said Gregson, in an offended voice.
596 Sherlock Holmes chuckled to himself, and appeared to be about to make some remark, when Lestrade, who had been in the front room while we were holding this conversation in the hall, reappeared upon the scene, rubbing his hands in a pompous and self-satisfied manner.
597 'Mr Gregson,' he said, 'I have just made a discovery of the highest importance, and one which would have been overlooked had I not made a careful examination of the walls.'
598 The little man's eyes sparkled as he spoke, and he was evidently in a state of suppressed exultation at having scored a point against his colleague.
599 'Come here,' he said, bustling back into the room, the atmosphere of which felt clearer since the removal of its ghastly inmate. 600 'Now, stand there!'
601 He struck a match on his boot and held it up against the wall.
602 'Look at that!' he said, triumphantly.
603 I have remarked that the paper had fallen away in parts. 604 In this particular corner of the room a large piece had peeled off, leaving a yellow square of coarse plastering. 605 Across this bare space there was scrawled in blood-red letters a single word-


607 'What do you think of that?' cried the detective, with the air of a showman exhibiting his show. 608 'This was overlooked because it was in the darkest corner of the room, and no one thought of looking there. 609 The murderer has written it with his or her own blood. 610 See this smear where it has trickled down the wall! 611 That disposes of the idea of suicide anyhow. 612 Why was that corner chosen to write it on? 613 I will tell you. 614 See that candle on the mantelpiece. 615 It was lit at the time, and if it was lit this corner would be the brightest instead of the darkest portion of the wall.'
616 'And what does it mean now that you have found it?' asked Gregson in a deprecatory voice.
617 'Mean? 618 Why, it means that the writer was going to put the female name Rachel, but was disturbed before he or she had time to finish. 619 You mark my words, when this case comes to be cleared up you will find that a woman named Rachel has something to do with it. 620 It's all very well for you to laugh, Mr Sherlock Holmes. 621 You may be very smart and clever, but the old hound is the best, when all is said and done.'
622 'I really beg your pardon!' said my companion, who had ruffled the little man's temper by bursting into an explosion of laughter. 623 'You certainly have the credit of being the first of us to find this out and, as you say, it bears every mark of having been written by the other participant in last night's mystery. 624 I have not had time to examine this room yet, but with your permission I shall do so now.'
625 As he spoke, he whipped a tape measure and a large round magnifying glass from his pocket. 626 With these two implements he trotted noiselessly about the room, sometimes stopping, occasionally kneeling, and once lying flat upon his face. 627 So engrossed was he with his occupation that he appeared to have forgotten our presence, for he chattered away to himself under his breath the whole time, keeping up a running fire of exclamations, groans, whistles, and little cries suggestive of encouragement and of hope. 628 As I watched him I was irresistibly reminded of a pure-blooded, well-trained foxhound as it dashes backwards and forwards through the covert, whining in its eagerness, until it comes across the lost scent. 629 For twenty minutes or more he continued his researches, measuring with the most exact care the distance between marks which were entirely invisible to me, and occasionally applying his tape to the walls in an equally incomprehensible manner. 630 In one place he gathered up very carefully a little pile of grey dust from the floor, and packed it away in an envelope. 631 Finally he examined with his glass the word upon the wall, going over every letter of it with the most minute exactness. 632 This done, he appeared to be satisfied, for he replaced his tape and his glass in his pocket.
633 'They say that genius is an infinite capacity for taking pains; he remarked with a smile. 634 'It's a very bad definition, but it does apply to detective work.'
635 Gregson and Lestrade had watched the manoeuvres of their amateur companion with considerable curiosity and some contempt. 636 They evidently failed to appreciate the fact, which I had begun to realize, that Sherlock Holmes's smallest actions were all directed towards some definite and practical end.
637 'What do you think of it, sir?' they both asked.
638 'It would be robbing you of the credit of the case if I was to presume to help you,' remarked my friend. 639 'You are doing so well now that it would be a pity for anyone to interfere.' 640 There was a world of sarcasm in his voice as he spoke. 641 'If you will let me know how your investigations go,' he continued, 'I shall be happy to give you any help I can. 642 In the meantime I should like to speak to the constable who found the body. 643 Can you give me his name and address?'
644 Lestrade glanced at his note-book. 645 'John Rance,' he said. 646 'He is off duty now. 647 You will find him at 46, Audley Court, Kennington Park Gate.'
648 Holmes took a note of the address.
649 'Come along, Doctor,' he said; 'we shall go and look him up. 650 I'll tell you one thing which may help you in the case,' he continued, turning to the two detectives. 651 'There has been murder done, and the murderer was a man. 652 He was more than six feet high, was in the prime of life, had small feet for his height, wore coarse, square-toed boots and smoked a Trichinopoly cigar. 653 He came here with his victim in a four-wheeled cab, which was drawn by a horse with three old shoes and one new one on his off fore-leg. 654 In all probability the murderer had a florid face, and the fingernails of his right hand were remarkably long. 655 These are only a few indications, but they may assist you.'
656 Lestrade and Gregson glanced at each other with an incredulous smile.
657 'If this man was murdered, how was it done?' asked the former.
658 'Poison,' said Sherlock Holmes curtly, and strode off. 659 'One other thing, Lestrade,' he added, turning round at the door: '"Rache" is the German for "revenge"; so don't lose your time by looking for Miss Rachel.'
659 'One other thing, Lestrade,' he added, turning round at the door: 660 '"Rache" is the German for "revenge"; so don't lose your time by looking for Miss Rachel.'
661 With which Parthian shot he walked away, leaving the two rivals open-mouthed behind him.

662 CHAPTER 4: What John Rance Had to Tell

663 It was one o'clock when we left No. 3, Lauriston Gardens. 664 Sherlock Holmes led me to the nearest telegraph office, whence he dispatched a long telegram. 665 He then hailed a cab, and ordered the driver to take us to the address given us by Lestrade.
666 'There is nothing like first-hand evidence,' he remarked; 'as a matter of fact, my mind is entirely made up upon the case, but still we may as well learn all that is to be learned.'
667 'You amaze me, Holmes,' said I. 668 'Surely you are not as sure as you pretend to be of all those particulars which you gave.'
669 'There's no room for mistake,' he answered. 670 The very first thing which I observed on arriving there was that a cab had made two ruts with its wheels close to the kerb. 671 Now, up to last night, we have had no rain for a week, so that those wheels which left such a deep impression must have been there during the night. 672 There were the marks of the horse's hoofs, too, the outline of one of which was far more clearly cut than that of the other three, showing that that was a new shoe. 673 Since the cab was there after the rain began, and was not there at any time during the morning - I have Gregson's word for that - it follows that it must have been there during the night, and, therefore, that it brought those two individuals to the house.'
674 'That seems simple enough,' said I; 'but how about the other man's height?'
675 'Why, the height of a man, in nine cases out of ten, can be told from the length of his stride. 676 It is a simple calculation enough, though there is no use my boring you with figures. 677 I had this fellow's stride both on the clay outside and on the dust within. 678 Then I had a way of checking my calculation. 679 When a man writes on a wall, his instinct leads him to write about the level of his own eyes. 680 Now that writing was just over six feet from the ground. 681 It was child's play.'
682 'And his age?' I asked.
683 'Well, if a man can stride four and a half feet without the smallest effort, he can't be quite in the sere and yellow. 684 That was the breadth of a puddle on the garden walk which he had evidently walked across. 685 Patent-leather boots had gone round, and Square-toes had hopped over. 686 There is no mystery about it at all. 687 I am simply applying to ordinary life a few of those precepts of observation and deduction which I advocated in that article. 688 Is there anything else that puzzles you?'
689 'The finger-nails and the Trichinopoly,' I suggested.
690 'The writing on the wall was done with a man's fore-finger dipped in blood. 691 My glass allowed me to observe that the plaster was slightly scratched in doing it, which would not have been the case if the man's nail had been trimmed. 692 I gathered up some scattered ash from the floor. 693 It was dark in colour and flakey - such an ash as is only made by a Trichinopoly. 694 I have made a special study of cigar ashes - in fact, I have written a monograph upon the subject. 695 I flatter myself that I can distinguish at a glance the ash of any known brand either of cigar or of tobacco. 696 It is just in such details that the skilled detective differs from the Gregson and Lestrade type.'
697 And the florid face?' I asked.
698 'Ah, that was a more daring shot, though I have no doubt that I was right. 699 You must not ask me that at the present state of the affair.'
700 I passed my hand over my brow. 701 'My head is in a whirl,' I remarked; 'the more one thinks of it the more mysterious it grows. 702 How came these two men - if there were two men - into an empty house? 703 What has become of the cabman who drove them? 704 How could one man compel another to take poison? 705 Where did the blood come from? 706 What was the object of the murderer, since robbery had no part in it? 707 How came the woman's ring there? 708 Above all, why should the second man write up the German word RACHE before decamping? 709 I confess that I cannot see any possible way of reconciling all these facts.'
710 My companion smiled approvingly.
711 'You sum up the difficulties of the situation succinctly and well,' he said. 712 'There is much that is still obscure, though I have quite made up my mind on the main facts. 713 As to poor Lestrade's discovery, it was simply a blind intended to put the police upon a wrong track, by suggesting Socialism and secret societies. 714 It was not done by a German. 715 The A, if you noticed, was printed somewhat after the German fashion. 716 Now, a real German invariably prints in the Latin character, so that we may safely say that this was not written by one, but by a clumsy imitator who overdid his part. 717 It was simply a ruse to divert inquiry into a wrong channel. 718 I'm not going to tell you much more of the case, Doctor. 719 You know a conjurer gets no credit once he has explained his trick; and if I show you too much of my method of working, you will come to the conclusion that I am a very ordinary individual after all.'
720 'I shall never do that,' I answered; 'you have brought detection as near an exact science as it ever will be brought in this world.'
721 My companion flushed up with pleasure at my words, and the earnest way in which I uttered them. 722 I had already observed that he was as sensitive to flattery on the score of his art as any girl could be of her beauty.
723 'I'll tell you one other thing,' he said. 724 'Patent-leathers and Square-toes came in the same cab, and they walked down the pathway together as friendly as possible - arm-in-arm, in all probability. 725 When they got inside, they walked up and down the room - or rather, Patent-leathers stood still while Square-toes walked up and down. 726 I could read all that in the dust; and I could read that as he walked he grew more and more excited. 727 That is shown by the increased length of his strides. 728 He was talking all the while, and working himself up, no doubt, into a fury. 729 Then the tragedy occurred. 730 I've told you all I know myself now, for the rest is mere surmise and conjecture. 731 We have a good working basis, however, on which to start. 732 We must hurry up, for I want to go to Halle's concert to hear Norman-Neruda this afternoon.'
733 This conversation had occurred while our cab had been threading its way through a long succession of dingy streets and dreary byways. 734 In the dingiest and dreariest of them our driver suddenly came to a stand. 735 'That's Audley Court in there,' he said, pointing to a narrow slit in the line of dead-coloured brick. 736 'You'll find me here when you come back.'
737 Audley Court was not an attractive locality. 738 The narrow passage led us into a quadrangle paved with flags and lined by sordid dwellings. 739 We picked our way among groups of dirty children, and through lines of discoloured linen, until we came to Number 46, the door of which was decorated with a small slip of brass on which the name Rance was engraved. 740 On inquiry we found that the constable was in bed, and we were shown into a little front parlour to await his coming.
741 He appeared presently, looking a little irritable at being disturbed in his slumbers. 742 'I made my report at the office,' he said.
743 Holmes took a half-sovereign from his pocket and played with it pensively. 744 'We thought that we should like to hear it all from your own lips,' he said.
745 'I shall be most happy to tell you anything I can,' the constable answered, with his eyes upon the little golden disc.
746 'Just let us hear it all in your own way as it occurred.'
747 Rance sat down on the horsehair sofa, and knitted his brows, as though determined not to omit anything in his narrative.
748 'I'll tell it ye from the beginning,' he said. 749 'My time is from ten at night to six in the morning. 750 At eleven there was a fight at the White Hart; but bar that all was quiet enough on the beat. 751 At one o'clock it began to rain, and I met Harry Murcher - him who has the Holland Grove beat - and we stood together at the corner of Henrietta Street a-talkin's Presently - maybe about two or a little after - I thought I would take a look round and see that all was right down the Brixton Road. 752 It was precious dirty and lonely. 753 Not a soul did I meet all the way down, though a cab or two went past me. 754 I was a-strollin' down, thinkin' between ourselves how uncommon handy a four of gin hot would be, when suddenly the glint of a light caught my eye in the window of that same house. 755 Now, I knew that them two houses in Lauriston Gardens was empty on account of him that owns them who won't have the drains seed to, though the very last tenant what lived in one of them died o' typhoid fever. 756 I was knocked all in a heap, therefore, at seeing a light in the window, and I suspected as something was wrong. 757 When I got to the door-'
758 'You stopped, and then walked back to the garden gate,' my companion interrupted. 759 'What did you do that for?'
760 Rance gave a violent jump, and stared at Sherlock Holmes with the utmost amazement upon his features.
761 'Why, that's true, sir,' he said; 'though how you come to know it, Heaven only knows. 762 Ye see when I got up to the door, it was so still and lonesome, that I thought I'd be none the worse for some one with me. 763 I ain't afeard of anything on this side o' the grave, but I thought that maybe it was him that died o' the typhoid inspecting the drains what killed him. 764 The thought gave me a kind o' turn, and I walked back to the gate to see if I could see Murcher's lantern, but there wasn't no sign of him nor of anyone else.'
765 'There was no one in the street?'
766 'Not a livin' soul, sir, nor as much as a dog. 767 Then I pulled myself together and went back and pushed the door open. 768 All was quiet inside, so I went into the room where the light was a-burnin'. 769 There was a candle flickerin' on the mantelpiece - a red wax one - and by its light I saw-'
770 'Yes, I know all that you saw. 771 You walked round the room several times, and you knelt down by the body, and then you walked through and tried the kitchen door, and then-'
772 John Rance sprang to his feet with a frightened face and suspicion in his eyes. 773 'Where was you hid to see all that?' he cried. 774 'It seems to me that you knows a deal more than you should.'
775 Holmes laughed and threw his card across the table to the constable. 776 'Don't get arresting me for the murder,' he said. 777 'I am one of the hounds and not the wolf; Mr Gregson or Mr Lestrade will answer for that. 778 Go on, though. 779 What did you do next?'
780 Rance resumed his seat, without, however, losing his mystified expression. 781 'I went back to the gate and sounded my whistle That brought Murcher and two more to the spot.'
782 'Was the street empty then?'
783 'Well, it was, as far as anybody that could be of any good goes.'
784 'What do you mean?'
785 The constable's features broadened into a grin. 786 'I've seen many a drunk chap in my time,' he said, 'but never anyone so cryin' drunk as that cove. 787 He was at the gate when I came out, a-leanin' up ag'in the railings, and a-singin' at the pitch o' his lungs about Columbine's New-fangled Banner, or some such stuff. 788 He couldn't stand, far less help.'
789 'What sort of a man was he?' asked Sherlock Holmes.
790 John Rance appeared to be somewhat irritated at this digression. 791 'He was an uncommon drunk sort o' man,' he said. 792 'He'd ha' found hisself in the station if we hadn't been so took up.'
793 'His face - his dress - didn't you notice them?' 794 Holmes broke in impatiently.
795 'I should think I did notice them, seeing that I had to prop him up - me and Murcher between us. 796 He was a long chap, with a red face, the lower part muffied round-'
797 'That will do,' cried Holmes. 798 'What became of him?'
799 'We'd enough to do without lookin' after him,' the policeman said, in an aggrieved voice. 800 'I'll wager he found his way home all right.'
801 'How was he dressed?'
802 'A brown overcoat.'
803 'Had he a whip in his hand?'
804 'A whip - no.'
805 'He must have left it behind,' muttered my companion. 806 'You didn't happen to see or hear a cab after that?'
807 'No.'
808 'There's a half-sovereign for you,' my companion said, standing up and taking his hat. 809 'I am afraid, Rance, that you will never rise in the force. 810 That head of yours should be for use as well as ornament. 811 You might have gained your sergeant's stripes last night. 812 The man whom you held in your hands is the man who holds the clue of this mystery, and whom we are seeking. 813 There is no use of arguing about it now; I tell you that it is so. 814 Come along, Doctor.'
815 We started off for the cab together, leaving our informant incredulous, but obviously uncomfortable.
816 'The blundering fool!' Holmes said, bitterly, as we drove back to our lodgings. 817 Just to think of his having such an incomparable bit of good luck, and not taking advantage of it.'
818 'I am rather in the dark still. 819 It is true that the description of this man tallies with your idea of the second party in this mystery. 820 But why should he come back to the house after leaving it? 821 That is not the way of criminals.'
822 'The ring, man, the ring that was what he came back for. 823 If we have no other way of catching him, we can always bait our line with the ring. 824 I shall have him, Doctor - I'll lay you two to one that I have him. 825 I must thank you for it all. 826 I might not have gone but for you, and so have missed the finest study I ever came across: a study in scarlet, eh? 827 Why shouldn't we use a little art jargon? 828 There's the scarlet thread of murder running through the colourless skein of life, and our duty is to unravel it, and isolate it, and expose every inch of it. 829 And now for lunch, and then for Norman Neruda. 830 Her attack and her bowing are splendid. 831 What's that little thing of Chopin's she plays so magnificently: 832 Tra-la-la-lira-lira-lay.'
833 Leaning back in the cab, this amateur bloodhound carolled away like a lark while I meditated upon the manysidedness of the human mind.

834 CHAPTER 5: Our Advertisement Brings a Visitor

835 Our morning's exertions had been too much for my weak health, and I was tired out in the afternoon. 836 After Holmes's departure for the concert, I lay down upon the sofa and endeavoured to get a couple of hours' sleep. 837 It was a useless attempt. 838 My mind had been too much excited by all that had occurred, and the strangest fancies and surmises crowded into it. 839 Every time that I closed my eyes I saw before me the distorted, baboon-like countenance of the murdered man. 840 So sinister was the impression which that face had produced upon me that I found it difficult to feel anything but gratitude for him who had removed its owner from the world. 841 If ever human features bespoke vice of the most malignant type, they were certainly those of Enoch J. Drebber, of Cleveland. 842 Still, I recognized that justice must be done, and that the depravity of the victim was no condonement in the eyes of the law.
843 The more I thought of it the more extraordinary did my companion's hypothesis, that the man had been poisoned, appear. 844 I remembered how he had sniffed his lips, and had no doubt that he had detected something which had given rise to the idea. 845 Then, again, if not poison, what had caused the man's death, since there was neither wound nor marks of strangulation? 846 But, on the other hand, whose blood was that which lay so thickly upon the floor? 847 There were no signs of a struggle, nor had the victim any weapon with which he might have wounded an antagonist. 848 As long as all these questions were unsolved, I felt that sleep would be no easy matter, either for Holmes or myself. 849 His quiet, selfconfident manner convinced me that he had already formed a theory which explained all the facts, though what it was I could not for an instant conjecture.
850 He was very late in returning - so late that I knew that the concert could not have detained him all the time. 851 Dinner was on the table before he appeared.
852 'It was magnificent,' he said, as he took his seat. 853 'Do you remember what Darwin says about music? 854 He claims that the power of producing and appreciating it existed among the human race long before the power of speech was arrived at. 855 Perhaps that is why we are so subtly influenced by it. 856 There are vague memories in our souls of those misty centuries when the world was in its childhood.'
857 'That's rather a broad idea,' I remarked.
858 'One's ideas must be as broad as Nature if they are to interpret Nature,' he answered. 859 'What's the matter? 860 You're not looking quite yourself. 861 This Brixton Road affair has upset you.'
862 'To tell the truth, it has,' I said. 863 'I ought to be more casehardened after my Afghan experiences. 864 I saw my own comrades hacked to pieces at Maiwand without losing my nerve.'
865 'I can understand. 866 There is a mystery about this which stimulates the imagination; where there is no imagination there is no horror. 867 Have you seen the evening paper?'
868 'No.'
869 'It gives a fairly good account of the affair. 870 It does not mention the fact that when the man was raised up a woman's wedding-ring fell upon the floor. 871 It is just as well it does not.'
872 'Why?'
873 'Look at this advertisement,' he answered. 874 'I had one sent to every paper this morning immediately after the affair.'
875 He threw the paper across to me and I glanced at the place indicated. 876 It was the first announcement in the 'Found' column. 877 'In Brixton Road, this morning,' it ran, 'a plain gold wedding-ring, found in the roadway between the White Hart Tavern and Holland Grove. 878 Apply Dr Watson, 221B, Baker Street, between eight and nine this evening.'
879 'Excuse me using your name,' he said. 880 'If I used my own, some of these dunderheads would recognize it and want to meddle in the affair.'
881 'That is all right,' I answered. 882 'But supposing anyone applies, I have no ring.'
883 'Oh, yes, you have,' said he, handing me one. 884 'This will do very well. 885 It is almost a facsimile.'
886 'And who do you expect will answer this advertisement?'
887 'Why, the man in the brown coat - our florid friend with the square toes. 888 If he does not come himself, he will send an accomplice.'
889 'Would he not consider it as too dangerous?'
890 'Not at all. 891 If my view of the case is correct, and I have every reason to believe that it is, this man would rather risk anything than lose the ring. 892 According to my notion he dropped it while stooping over Drebber's body, and did not miss it at the time. 893 After leaving the house he discovered his loss and hurried back, but found the police already in possession, owing to his own folly in leaving the candle burning. 894 He had to pretend to be drunk in order to allay the suspicions which might have been aroused by his appearance at the gate. 895 Now put yourself in that man's place. 896 On thinking the matter over, it must have occurred to him that it was possible that he had lost the ring in the road after leaving the house. 897 What would he do then? 898 He would eagerly look out for the evening papers in the hope of seeing it among the articles found. 899 His eye, of course, would alight upon this. 900 He would be overjoyed. 901 Why should he fear a trap? 902 There would be no reason in his eyes why the finding of the ring should be connected with the murder. 903 He would come. 904 He will come. 905 You shall see him within an hour.'
906 'And then?' I asked.
907 'Oh, you can leave me to deal with him then. 908 Have you any arms?'
909 'I have my old service revolver and a few cartridges.'
910 'You had better clean it and load it. 911 He will be a desperate man; and though I shall take him unawares, it is as well to be ready for anything.'
912 I went to my bed-room and followed his advice. 913 When I returned with the pistol, the table had been cleared, and Holmes was engaged in his favourite occupation of scraping upon his violin.
914 'The plot thickens,' he said, as I entered; 'I have just had an answer to my American telegram. 915 My view of the case is the correct one.'
916 'And that is?' I asked eagerly.
917 'My fiddle would be the better for new strings,' he remarked. 918 'Put your pistol in your pocket. 919 When the fellow comes, speak to him in an ordinary way. 920 Leave the rest to me. 921 Don't frighten him by looking at him too hard.'
922 'It is eight o'clock now,' I said, glancing at my watch.
923 'Yes. 924 He will probably be here in a few minutes. 925 Open the door slightly. 926 That will do. 927 Now put the key on the inside. 928 Thank you! 929 This is a queer old book I picked up at a stall yesterday - De Jure inter Gentes - published in Latin at Liège in the Lowlands, in 1642. 930 Charles's head was still firm on his shoulders when this little brown-backed volume was struck off.'
931 'Who is the printer?'
932 'Philippe de Croy, whoever he may have been. 933 On the flyleaf, in very faded ink, is written "Ex libris Gulielmi Whyte." 934 I wonder who William Whyte was. 935 Some pragmatical seventeenth-century lawyer, I suppose. 936 His writing has a legal twist about it. 937 Here comes our man, I think.'
938 As he spoke there was a sharp ring at the bell. 939 Sherlock Holmes rose softly and moved his chair in the direction of the door. 940 We heard the servant pass along the hall, and the sharp click of the latch as she opened it.
941 'Does Dr Watson live here?' asked a clear but rather harsh voice. 942 We could not hear the servant's reply, but the door closed, and someone began to ascend the stairs. 943 The footfall was an uncertain and shuffling one. 944 A look of surprise passed over the face of my companion as he listened to it. 945 It came slowly along the passage, and there was a feeble tap at the door.
946 'Come in,' I cried.
947 At my summons, instead of the man of violence whom we expected, a very old and wrinkled woman hobbled into the apartment. 948 She appeared to be dazzled by the sudden blaze of light, and after dropping a curtsey, she stood blinking at us with her bleared eyes and fumbling in her pocket with nervous shaky fingers. 949 I glanced at my companion, and his face had assumed such a disconsolate expression that it was all I could do to keep my countenance.
950 The old crone drew out an evening paper, and pointed at our advertisement. 951 'It's this as has brought me, good gentlemen,' she said, dropping another curtsey; 'a gold wedding-ring in the Brixton Road. 952 It belongs to my girl Sally, as was married only this time twelve-month, which her husband is steward aboard a Union boat, and what he'd say if he come 'ome and found her without her ring is more than I can think, he being short enough at the best o' times, but more especially when he has the drink. 953 If it please you, she went to the circus last night along with-'
954 'Is that her ring?' I asked.
955 'The Lord be thanked!' cried the old woman; Sally will be a glad woman this night. 956 That's the ring.'
957 'And what may your address be?' I inquired, taking up a pencil.
958 '13, Duncan Street, Houndsditch. 959 A weary way from here.'
960 'The Brixton Road does not lie between any circus and Houndsditch,' said Sherlock Holmes sharply.
961 The old woman faced round and looked keenly at him from her little red-rimmed eyes. 962 'The gentleman asked me for my address,' she said. 963 'Sally lives in lodgings at 3, Mayfield Place, Peckham.'
964 'And your name is-?'
965 'My name is Sawyer - hers is Dennis, which Tom Dennis married her - and a smart, clean lad, too, as long as he's at sea, and no steward in the company more thought of; but when on shore, what with the women and what with liquor shops-'
966 'Here is your ring, Mrs Sawyer,' I interrupted, in obedience to a sign from my companion; 'it clearly belongs to your daughter, and I am glad to be able to restore it to the rightful owner.'
967 With many mumbled blessings and protestations of gratitude the old crone packed it away in her pocket, and shuffled off down the stairs Sherlock Holmes sprang to his feet the moment that she was gone and rushed into his room. 968 He returned in a few seconds enveloped in an ulster and a cravat. 969 'I'll follow her,' he said, hurriedly; 'she must be an accomplice, and will lead me to him. 970 Wait up for me.' 971 The hall door had hardly slammed behind our visitor before Holmes had descended the stair. 972 Looking through the window I could see her walking feebly along the other side, while her pursuer dogged her some little distance behind. 973 'Either his whole theory is incorrect,' I thought to myself, 'or else he will be led now to the heart of the mystery.' 974 There was no need for him to ask me to wait up for him, for I felt that sleep was impossible until I heard the result of his adventure.
975 It was close upon nine when he set out. 976 I had no idea how long he might be, but I sat stolidly puffing at my pipe and skipping over the pages of Henri Murger's Vie de Bohème. 977 Ten o'clock passed, and I heard the footsteps of the maid as they pattered off to bed. 978 Eleven, and the more stately tread of the landlady passed my door, bound for the same destination. 979 It was close upon twelve before I heard the sharp sound of his latch-key. 980 The instant he entered I saw by his face that he had not been successful. 981 Amusement and chagrin seemed to be struggling for the mastery, until the former suddenly carried the day, and he burst into a hearty laugh.
982 'I wouldn't have the Scotland Yarders know it for the world,' he cried, dropping into his chair; 'I have chaffed them so much that they would never have let me hear the end of it. 983 I can afford to laugh, because I know that I will be even with them in the long run.'
984 'What is it then?' I asked.
985 'Oh, I don't mind telling a story against myself. 986 That creature had gone a little way when she began to limp and show every sign of being footsore. 987 Presently she came to a halt, and hailed a four-wheeler which was passing. 988 I managed to be close to her so as to hear the address, but I need not have been so anxious, for she sang it out loud enough to be heard at the other side of the street: 989 "Drive to 13, Duncan Street, Houndsditch," she cried. 990 This begins to look genuine, I thought, and having seen her safely inside, I perched myself behind. 991 That's an art which every detective should be an expert at. 992 Well, away we rattled, and never drew rein until we reached the street in question. 993 I hopped off before we came to the door, and strolled down the street in an easy lounging way. 994 I saw the cab pull up. 995 The driver jumped down, and I saw him open the door and stand expectantly. 996 Nothing came out though. 997 When I reached him, he was groping about frantically in the empty cab, and giving vent to the finest assorted collection of oaths that ever I listened to. 998 There was no sign or trace of his passenger, and I fear it will be some time before he gets his fare. 999 On inquiring at Number 13 we found that the house belonged to a respectable paperhanger, named Keswick, and that no one of the name either of Sawyer or Dennis had ever been heard of there.'
1000 'You don't mean to say,' I cried, in amazement, 'that that tottering, feeble old woman was able to get out of the cab while it was in motion, without either you or the driver seeing her?'
1001 'Old woman be damned!' said Sherlock Holmes, sharply. 1002 'We were the old women to be so taken in. 1003 It must have been a young man, and an active one, too, besides being an incomparable actor. 1004 The get-up was inimitable. 1005 He saw that he was followed, no doubt, and used this means of giving me the slip. 1006 It shows that the man we are after is not as lonely as I imagined he was, but has friends who are ready to risk something for him. 1007 Now, Doctor, you are looking done-up. 1008 Take my advice and turn in.'
1009 I was certainly feeling very weary, so I obeyed his injunction. 1010 I left Holmes seated in front of the smouldering fire, and long into the watches of the night I heard the low, melancholy wailings of his violin, and knew that he was still pondering over the strange problem which he had set himself to unravel.

1011 CHAPTER 6: Tobias Gregson Shows What He Can Do

1012 The papers next day were full of the 'Brixton Mystery', as they termed it. 1013 Each had a long account of the affair, and some had leaders upon it in addition. 1014 There was some information in them which was new to me. 1015 I still retain in my scrap-book numerous clippings and extracts bearing upon the case. 1016 Here is a condensation of a few of them.
1017 The Daily Telegraph remarked that in the history of crime there had seldom been a tragedy which presented stranger features. 1018 The German name of the victim, the absence of all other motive, and the sinister inscription on the wall, all pointed to its perpetration by political refugees and revolutionists. 1019 The Socialists had many branches in America, and the deceased had, no doubt, infringed their unwritten laws, and been tracked down by them. 1020 After alluding airily to the Vehmgericht, aqua tofana, Carbonari, the Marchioness de Brinvilliers, the Darwinian theory, the principles of Malthus, and the Ratcliff Highway murders, the article concluded by admonishing the Government and advocating a closer watch over foreigners in England.
1021 The Standard commented upon the fact that lawless outrages of the sort usually occurred under a Liberal Administration. 1022 They arose from the unsettling of the minds of the masses, and the consequent weakening of all authority. 1023 The deceased was an American gentleman who had been residing for some weeks in the Metropolis. 1024 He had stayed at the boarding-house of Madame Charpentier, in Torquay Terrace, Camberwell. 1025 He was accompanied in his travels by his private secretary, Mr Joseph Stangerson. 1026 The two bade adieu to their landlady upon Tuesday, the 4th inst., and departed to Euston Station with the avowed intention of catching the Liverpool express. 1027 They were afterwards seen together upon the platform. 1028 Nothing more is known of them until Mr Drebber's body was, as recorded, discovered in an empty house in the Brixton Road, many miles from Euston. 1029 How he came there, or how he met his fate, are questions which are still involved in mystery. 1030 Nothing is known of the whereabouts of Stangerson. 1031 We are glad to learn that Mr Lestrade and Mr Gregson, of Scotland Yard, are both engaged upon the case, and it is confidently anticipated that these well-known officers will speedily throw light upon the matter.
1032 The Daily News observed that there was no doubt as to the crime being a political one. 1033 The despotism and hatred of Liberalism which animated the Continental Governments had had the effect of driving to our shores a number of men who might have made excellent citizens were they not soured by the recollection of all that they had undergone. 1034 Among these men there was a stringent code of honour, any infringement of which was punished by death. 1035 Every effort should be made to find the secretary, Stangerson, and to ascertain some particulars of the habits of the deceased. 1036 A great step had been gained by the discovery of the address of the house at which he had boarded - a result which was entirely due to the acuteness and energy of Mr Gregson of Scotland Yard.
1037 Sherlock Holmes and I read these notices over together at breakfast, and they appeared to afford him considerable amusement.
1038 'I told you that, whatever happened, Lestrade and Gregson would be sure to score.'
1039 'That depends on how it turns out.'
1040 'Oh, bless you, it doesn't matter in the least. 1041 If the man is caught, it will be on account of their exertions; if he escapes, it will be in spite of their exertions. 1042 It's heads I win and tails you lose. 1043 Whatever they do, they will have followers. 1044 "Un sot trouve toujours un plus sot qui l'admire."'
1045 'What on earth is that?' I cried, for at this moment there came the pattering of many steps in the hall and on the stairs, accompanied by audible expressions of disgust upon the part of our landlady.
1046 'It's the Baker Street division of the detective police force; said my companion gravely; and as he spoke there rushed into the room half a dozen of the dirtiest and most ragged street Arabs that ever I clapped eyes on.
1047 ' 'Tention!' cried Holmes, in a sharp tone, and the six dirty little scoundrels stood in a line like so many disreputable statuettes. 1048 'In future you shall send up Wiggins alone to report, and the rest of you must wait in the street. 1049 Have you found it, Wiggins?'
1050 'No, sir, we hain't,' said one of the youths.
1051 'I hardly expected you would. 1052 You must keep on until you do. 1053 Here are your wages.' 1054 He handed each of them a shilling. 1055 'Now, off you go, and come back with a better report next time.'
1056 He waved his hand, and they scampered away downstairs like so many rats, and we heard their shrill voices next moment in the street.
1057 'There's more work to be got out of one of those little beggars than out of a dozen of the force,' Holmes remarked. 1058 'The mere sight of an official-looking person seals men's lips. 1059 These youngsters, however, go everywhere, and hear everything. 1060 They are as sharp as needles, too; all they want is organization.'
1061 'Is it on this Brixton case that you are employing them?' I asked.
1062 'Yes; there is a point which I wish to ascertain. 1063 It is merely a matter of time. 1064 Hullo! we are going to hear some news now with a vengeance! 1065 Here is Gregson coming down the road with beatitude written upon every feature of his face. 1066 Bound for us, I know. 1067 Yes, he is stopping. 1068 There he is!'
1069 There was a violent peal at the bell, and in a few seconds the fair-haired detective came up the stairs, three steps at a time, and burst into our sitting-room.
1070 'My dear fellow,' he cried, wringing Holmes's unresponsive hand, 'congratulate me! 1071 I have made the whole thing as clear as day.'
1072 A shade of anxiety seemed to me to cross my companion's expressive face.
1073 'Do you mean that you are on the right track?' he asked. 1074 'The right track! 1075 Why, sir, we have the man under lock and key.'
1076 'And his name is?'
1077 'Arthur Charpentier, sub-lieutenant in Her Majesty's Navy,' cried Gregson pompously, rubbing his fat hands and inflating his chest.
1078 Sherlock Holmes gave a sigh of relief and relaxed into a smile.
1079 'Take a seat, and try one of these cigars,' he said. 1080 'We are anxious to know how you managed it. 1081 Will you have some whiskey and water?'
1082 'I don't mind if I do; the detective answered. 1083 The tremendous exertions which I have gone through during the last day or two have worn me out. 1084 Not so much bodily exertion, you understand, as the strain upon the mind. 1085 You will appreciate that, Mr Sherlock Holmes, for we are both brain-workers.'
1086 'You do me too much honour,' said Holmes gravely. 1087 'Let us hear how you arrived at this most gratifying result.'
1088 The detective seated himself in the arm-chair, and puffed complacently at his cigar. 1089 Then suddenly he slapped his thigh in a paroxysm of amusement.
1090 'The fun of it is,' he cried, 'that that fool Lestrade, who thinks himself so smart, has gone off upon the wrong track altogether. 1091 He is after the secretary Stangerson, who had no more to do with the crime than the babe unborn. 1092 I have no doubt that he has caught him by this time.'
1093 The idea tickled Gregson so much that he laughed until he choked.
1094 'And how did you get your clue?'
1095 'Ah, tell you all about it. 1096 Of course, Doctor Watson, this is strictly between ourselves. 1097 The first difficulty which we had to contend with was the finding of this American's antecedents. 1098 Some people would have waited until their advertisements were answered, or until parties came forward and volunteered information. 1099 That is not Tobias Gregson's way of going to work. 1100 You remember the hat beside the dead man?'
1101 'Yes; said Holmes; 'by John Underwood and Sons, 129, Camberwell Road.'
1102 Gregson looked quite crestfallen.
1103 'I had no idea that you noticed that,' he said. 1104 'Have you been there?'
1105 'No.'
1106 'Ha!' cried Gregson, in a relieved voice; 'you should never neglect a chance, however small it may seem.'
1107 'To a great mind, nothing is little; remarked Holmes, sententiously.
1108 'Well, I went to Underwood, and asked him if he had sold a hat of that size and description. 1109 He looked over his books, and came on it at once. 1110 He had sent the hat to a Mr Drebber, residing at Charpentier's Boarding Establishment, Torquay Terrace. 1111 Thus I got his address.'
1112 'Smart - very smart!' murmured Sherlock Holmes.
1113 'I next called upon Madame Charpentier,' continued the detective. 1114 'I found her very pale and distressed. 1115 Her daughter was in the room, too - an uncommonly fine girl she is, too; she was looking red about the eyes and her lips trembled as I spoke to her. 1116 That didn't escape my notice. 1117 I began to smell a rat. 1118 You know that feeling, Mr Sherlock Holmes, when you come upon the right scent - a kind of thrill in your nerves. 1119 "Have you heard of the mysterious death of your late boarder Mr Enoch J. Drebber, of Cleveland?" I asked.
1120 'The mother nodded. 1121 She didn't seem able to get out a word. 1122 The daughter burst into tears. 1123 I felt more than ever that these people knew something of the matter.
1124 '"At what o'clock did Mr Drebber leave your house for the train?" I asked.
1125 '"At eight o'clock," she said, gulping in her throat to keep down her agitation. 1126 "His secretary, Mr Stangerson, said that there were two trains - one at 9.15 and one at 11. 1127 He was to catch the first."
1128 '"And was that the last which you saw of him?"
1129 'A terrible change came over the woman's face as I asked the question. 1130 Her features turned perfectly livid. 1131 It was some seconds before she could get out the single word "Yes" - and when it did come it was in a husky, unnatural tone.
1132 'There was a silence for a moment, and then the daughter spoke in a calm, clear voice.
1133 '"No good can ever come of falsehood, mother," she said. 1134 "Let us be frank with this gentleman. 1135 We did see Mr Drebber again."
1136 '"God forgive you!" cried Madame Charpentier, throwing up her hands, and sinking back in her chair. 1137 "You have murdered your brother."
1138 '"Arthur would rather that we spoke the truth," the girl answered firmly.
1139 '"You had best tell me all about it now," I said. 1140 "Halfconfidences are worse than none. 1141 Besides, you do not know how much we know of it."
1142 '"On your head be it, Alice!" cried her mother; and then, turning to me: 1143 "I will tell you all, sir. 1144 Do not imagine that my agitation on behalf of my son arises from any fear lest he should have had a hand in this terrible affair. 1145 He is utterly innocent of it. 1146 My dread is, however, that in your eyes and in the eyes of others he may appear to be compromised. 1147 That, however, is surely impossible. 1148 His high character, his profession, his antecedents would all forbid it."
1149 '"Your best way is to make a clean breast of the facts," I answered. 1150 "Depend upon it, if your son is innocent he will be none the worse."
1151 '"Perhaps, Alice, you had better leave us together," she said, and her daughter withdrew. 1152 "Now, sir," she continued, "I had no intention of telling you all this, but since my poor daughter has disclosed it I have no alternative. 1153 Having once decided to speak, I will tell you all without omitting any particular."
1154 '"It is your wisest course," said I.
1155 '"Mr Drebber has been with us nearly three weeks. 1156 He and his secretary, Mr Stangerson, had been travelling on the Continent. 1157 I noticed a 'Copenhagen' label upon each of their trunks, showing that that had been their last stopping place. 1158 Stangerson was a quiet, reserved man, but his employer, I am sorry to say, was far otherwise. 1159 He was coarse in his habits and brutish in his ways. 1160 The very night of his arrival he became very much the worse for drink, and, indeed, after twelve o'clock in the day he could hardly ever be said to be sober. 1161 His manners towards the maid-servants were disgustingly free and familiar. 1162 Worst of all, he speedily assumed the same attitude towards my daughter Alice, and spoke to her more than once in a way which, fortunately, she is too innocent to understand. 1163 On one occasion he actually seized her in his arms and embraced her - an outrage which caused his own secretary to reproach him for his unmanly conduct."
1164 '"But why did you stand all this?" I asked. 1165 "I suppose that you can get rid of your boarders when you wish."
1166 'Madame Charpentier blushed at my pertinent question. 1167 "Would to God that I had given him notice on the very day that he came," she said. 1168 "But it was a sore temptation. 1169 They were paying a pound a day each - fourteen pounds a week, and this is the slack season. 1170 I am a widow, and my boy in the Navy has cost me much. 1171 I grudged to lose the money. 1172 I acted for the best. 1173 This last was too much, however, and I gave him notice to leave on account of it. 1174 That was the reason of his going."
1175 '"Well?"
1176 '"My heart grew light when I saw him drive away. 1177 My son is on leave just now, but I did not tell him anything of all this, for his temper is violent, and he is passionately fond of his sister. 1178 When I closed the door behind them a load seemed to be lifted from my mind. 1179 Alas, in less than an hour there was a ring at the bell, and I learned that Mr Drebber had returned. 1180 He was much excited, and evidently the worse for drink. 1181 He forced his way into the room, where I was sitting with my daughter, and made some incoherent remark about having missed the train. 1182 He then turned to Alice, and before my very face proposed to her that she should fly with him. 1183 'You are of age,' he said, 'and there is no law to stop you. 1184 I have money enough and to spare. 1185 Never mind the old girl here, but come along with me now straight away. 1186 You shall live like a princess.' 1187 Poor Alice was so frightened that she shrunk away from him, but he caught her by the wrist and endeavoured to draw her towards the door. 1188 I screamed, and at that moment my son Arthur came into the room. 1189 What happened then I do not know. 1190 I heard oaths and the confused sounds of a scuffle. 1191 I was too terrified to raise my head. 1192 When I did look up I saw Arthur standing in the doorway laughing, with a stick in his hand. 1193 'I don't think that fine fellow will trouble us again,' he said. 1194 'I will just go after him and see what he does with himself.' 1195 With those words he took his hat and started off down the street. 1196 The next morning we heard of Mr Drebber's mysterious death."
1197 'This statement came from Madame Charpentier's lips with many gasps and pauses. 1198 At times she spoke so low that I could hardly catch the words. 1199 I made shorthand notes of all that she said, however, so that there should be no possibility of a mistake.'
1200 'It's quite exciting,' said Sherlock Holmes, with a yawn. 1201 'What happened next?'
1202 'When Madame Charpentier paused,' the detective continued, 'I saw that the whole case hung upon one point. 1203 Fixing her with my eye in a way which I always found effective with women, I asked her at what hour her son returned.
1204 '"I do not know," she answered.
1205 '"Not know?"
1206 '"No; he has a latch-key, and he let himself in." 1207 "After you went to bed?"
1208 '"Yes."
1209 '"When did you go to bed?"
1210 '"About eleven."
1211 '"So your son was gone at least two hours?" 1212 "Yes."
1213 '"Possibly four or five?"
1214 '"Yes."
1215 '"What was he doing during that time?"
1216 '"I do not know," she answered, turning white to her very lips.
1217 'Of course after that there was nothing more to be done. 1218 I found out where Lieutenant Charpentier was, took two officers with me, and arrested him. 1219 When I touched him on the shoulder and warned him to come quietly with us, he answered us as bold as brass: "I suppose you are arresting me for being concerned in the death of that scoundrel Drebber," he said. 1220 We had said nothing to him about it, so that his alluding to it had a most suspicious aspect.'
1221 'Very,' said Holmes.
1222 'He still carried the heavy stick which the mother described him as having with him when he followed Drebber. 1223 It was a stout oak cudgel.'
1224 'What is your theory, then?'
1225 'Well, my theory is that he followed Drebber as far as the Brixton Road. 1226 When there, a fresh altercation arose between them, in the course of which Drebber received a blow from the stick, in the pit of the stomach perhaps, which killed him without leaving any mark. 1227 The night was so wet that no one was about, so Charpentier dragged the body of his victim into the empty house. 1228 As to the candle, and the blood, and the writing on the wall, and the ring, they may all be so many tricks to throw the police on to the wrong scent.'
1229 'Well done!' said Holmes in an encouraging voice. 1230 'Really, Gregson, you are getting along. 1231 We shall make something of you yet.'
1232 'I flatter myself that I have managed it rather neatly,' the detective answered proudly. 1233 'The young man volunteered a statement, in which he said that after following Drebber some time, the latter perceived him, and took a cab in order to get away from him. 1234 On his way home he met an old shipmate, and took a long walk with him. 1235 On being asked where this old shipmate lived, he was unable to give any satisfactory reply. 1236 I think the whole case fits together uncommonly well. 1237 What amuses me is to think of Lestrade, who had started off upon the wrong scent. 1238 I am afraid he won't make much of it. 1239 Why, by Jove, here's the very man himself!'
1240 It was indeed Lestrade, who had ascended the stairs while we were talking, and who now entered the room. 1241 The assurance and jauntiness which generally marked his demeanour and dress were, however, wanting. 1242 His face was disturbed and troubled, while his clothes were disarranged and untidy. 1243 He had evidently come with the intention of consulting with Sherlock Holmes, for on perceiving his colleague he appeared to be embarrassed and put out. 1244 He stood in the centre of the room, fumbling nervously with his hat and uncertain what to do. 1245 This is a most extraordinary case,' he said at last - 'a most incomprehensible affair.'
1246 'Ah, you find it so, Mr Lestrade!' cried Gregson, triumphantly. 1247 'I thought you would come to that conclusion. 1248 Have you managed to find the secretary, Mr Joseph Stangerson?'
1249 'The secretary, Mr Joseph Stangerson,' said Lestrade gravely, 'was murdered at Halliday's Private Hotel about six o'clock this morning.'

1250 CHAPTER 7: Light in the Darkness

1251 The intelligence with which Lestrade greeted us was so momentous and so unexpected that we were all three fairly dumbfounded. 1252 Gregson sprang out of his chair and upset the remainder of his whiskey and water. 1253 I stared in silence at Sherlock Holmes, whose lips were compressed and his brows drawn down over his eyes.
1254 Stangerson too!' he muttered. 1255 'The plot thickens.'
1256 'It was quite thick enough before,' grumbled Lestrade, taking a chair. 1257 'I seem to have dropped into a sort of council of war.'
1258 'Are you - are you sure of this piece of intelligence?' stammered Gregson.
1259 'I have just come from his room,' said Lestrade. 1260 'I was the first to discover what had occurred.'
1261 'We have been hearing Gregson's view of the matter,' Holmes observed. 1262 'Would you mind letting us know what you have seen and done?'
1263 'I have no objection,' Lestrade answered, seating himself. 1264 'I freely confess that I was of the opinion that Stangerson was concerned in the death of Drebber. 1265 This fresh development has shown me that I was completely mistaken. 1266 Full of the one idea, I set myself to find out what had become of the secretary. 1267 They had been seen together at Euston Station about half-past eight on the evening of the third. 1268 At two in the morning Drebber had been found in the Brixton Road. 1269 The question which confronted me was to find out how Stangerson had been employed between 8.30 and the time of the crime, and what had become of him afterwards. 1270 I telegraphed to Liverpool, giving a description of the man, and warning them to keep a watch upon the American boats. 1271 I then set to work calling upon all the hotels and lodging-houses in the vicinity of Euston. 1272 You see, I argued that if Drebber and his companion had become separated, the natural course for the latter would be to put up somewhere in the vicinity for the night, and then to hang about the station again next morning.'
1273 'They would be likely to agree on some meeting-place beforehand,' remarked Holmes.
1274 'So it proved. 1275 I spent the whole of yesterday evening in making inquiries entirely without avail. 1276 This morning I began very early, and at eight o'clock I reached Halliday's Private Hotel, in Little George Street. 1277 On my inquiry as to whether a Mr Stangerson was living there, they at once answered me in the affirmative.
1278 '"No doubt you are the gentleman whom he was expecting," they said. 1279 "He has been waiting for a gentleman for two days."
1280 '"Where is he now?" I asked.
1281 '"He is upstairs in bed. 1282 He wished to be called at nine." 1283 "I will go up and see him at once," I said.
1284 'It seemed to me that my sudden appearance might shake his nerves and lead him to say something unguarded. 1285 The Boots volunteered to show me the room: it was on the second floor, and there was a small corridor leading up to it. 1286 The Boots pointed out the door to me, and was about to go downstairs again when I saw something that made me feel sickish, in spite of my twenty years' experience. 1287 From under the door there curled a little red ribbon of blood, which had meandered across the passage and formed a little pool along the skirting at the other side. 1288 I gave a cry, which brought the Boots back. 1289 He nearly fainted when he saw it. 1290 The door was locked on the inside, but we put our shoulders to it, and knocked it in. 1291 The window of the room was open, and beside the window all huddled up, lay the body of a man in his nightdress. 1292 He was quite dead, and had been for some time, for his limbs were rigid and cold. 1293 When we turned him over, the Boots recognized him at once as being the same gentleman who had engaged the room under the name of Joseph Stangerson. 1294 The cause of death was a deep stab in the left side, which must have penetrated the heart. 1295 And now comes the strangest part of the affair. 1296 What do you suppose was above the murdered man?'
1297 I felt a creeping of the flesh, and a presentiment of coming horror, even before Sherlock Holmes answered.
1298 'The word RACHE, written in letters of blood,' he said.
1299 'That was it,' said Lestrade, in an awe-struck voice; and we were all silent for a while.
1300 There was something so methodical and so incomprehensible about the deeds of this unknown assassin, that it imparted a fresh ghastliness to his crimes. 1301 My nerves, which were steady enough on the field of battle, tingled as I thought of it.
1302 'The man was seen,' continued Lestrade. 1303 'A milk boy, passing on his way to the dairy, happened to walk down the lane which leads from the mews at the back of the hotel. 1304 He noticed that a ladder, which usually lay there, was raised against one of the windows of the second floor, which was wide open. 1305 After passing, he looked back and saw a man descend the ladder. 1306 He came down so quietly and openly that the boy imagined him to be some carpenter or joiner at work in the hotel. 1307 He took no particular notice of him, beyond thinking in his own mind that it was early for him to be at work. 1308 He has an impression that the man was tall, had a reddish face, and was dressed in a long, brownish coat. 1309 He must have stayed in the room some little time after the murder, for we found blood-stained water in the basin, where he had washed his hands, and marks on the sheets where he had deliberately wiped his knife.'
1310 I glanced at Holmes on hearing the description of the murderer which tallied so exactly with his own. 1311 There was, however, no trace of exultation or satisfaction upon his face.
1312 'Did you find nothing in the room which could furnish a clue to the murderer?' he asked.
1313 'Nothing. 1314 Stangerson had Drebber's purse in his pocket, but it seems that this was usual, as he did all the paying. 1315 There was eighty-odd pounds in it, but nothing had been taken. 1316 Whatever the motives of these extraordinary crimes, robbery is certainly not one of them. 1317 There were no papers or memoranda in the murdered man's pocket, except a single telegram, dated from Cleveland about a month ago, and containing the words, 'J. H. is in Europe." 1318 There was no name appended to this message.'
1319 'And there was nothing else?' Holmes asked.
1320 'Nothing of any importance The man's novel, with which he had read himself to sleep, was lying upon the bed, and his pipe was on a chair beside him. 1321 There was a glass of water on the table, and on the window-sill a small chip ointment box containing a couple of pills.'
1322 Sherlock Holmes sprang from his chair with an exclamation of delight.
1323 The last link,' he cried, exultantly. 1324 'My case is complete.' 1325 The two detectives stared at him in amazement.
1326 'I have now in my hands,' my companion said, confidently, 'all the threads which have formed such a tangle.
1327 There are, of course, details to be filled in, but I am as certain of all the main facts, from the time that Drebber parted from Stangerson at the station, up to the discovery of the body of the latter, as if I had seen them with my own eyes. 1328 I will give you a proof of my knowledge. 1329 Could you lay your hand upon those pills?'
1330 'I have them,' said Lestrade, producing a small white box; 'I took them and the purse and the telegram, intending to have them put in a place of safety at the Police Station. 1331 It was the merest chance my taking these pills, for I am bound to say I do not attach any importance to them.'
1332 'Give them here,' said Holmes. 1333 'Now, Doctor,' turning to me, 'are those ordinary pills?'
1334 They certainly were not. 1335 They were of a pearly grey colour, small, round, and almost transparent against the light. 1336 'From their lightness and transparency, I should imagine that they are soluble in water,' I remarked.
1337 'Precisely so,' answered Holmes. 1338 'Now would you mind going down and fetching that poor little devil of a terrier which has been bad so long, and which the landlady wanted you to put out of its pain yesterday.'
1339 I went downstairs and carried the dog upstairs in my arms. 1340 Its laboured breathing and glazing eye showed that it was not far from its end. 1341 Indeed, its snow-white muzzle proclaimed that it had already exceeded the usual term of canine existence. 1342 I placed it upon a cushion on the rug.
1343 'I will now cut one of these pills in two,' said Holmes, and drawing his penknife he suited the action to the word. 1344 'One half we return into the box for future purposes. 1345 The other half I will place in this wine-glass, in which is a teaspoonful of water. 1346 You perceive that our friend, the Doctor, is right, and that it readily dissolves.'
1347 This may be very interesting,' said Lestrade, in the injured tone of one who suspects that he is being laughed at; 'I cannot see, however, what it has to do with the death of Mr Joseph Stangerson.'
1348 'Patience, my friend, patience! 1349 You will find in time that it has everything to do with it. 1350 I shall now add a little milk to make the mixture palatable, and on presenting it to the dog we find that he laps it up readily enough.'
1351 As he spoke he turned the contents of the wine-glass into a saucer and placed it in front of the terrier, who speedily licked it dry. 1352 Sherlock Holmes's earnest demeanour had so far convinced us that we all sat in silence, watching the animal intently, and expecting some startling effect. 1353 None such appeared, however. 1354 The dog continued to lie stretched upon the cushion, breathing in a laboured way but apparently neither the better nor the worse for its draught.
1355 Holmes had taken out his watch, and as minute followed minute without result, an expression of the utmost chagrin and disappointment appeared upon his features. 1356 He gnawed his lip, drummed his fingers upon the table, and showed every other symptom of acute impatience. 1357 So great was his emotion that I felt sincerely sorry for him, while the two detectives smiled derisively, by no means displeased at this check which he had met.
1358 'It can't be a coincidence,' he cried, at last springing from his chair and pacing wildly up and down the room; 'it is impossible that it should be a mere coincidence. 1359 The very pills which I suspected in the case of Drebber are actually found after the death of Stangerson. 1360 And yet they are inert. 1361 What can it mean? 1362 Surely my whole chain of reasoning cannot have been false. 1363 It is impossible! 1364 And yet this wretched dog is none the worse. 1365 Ah, I have it! 1366 I have it!' 1367 With a perfect shriek of delight he rushed to the box, cut the other pill in two, dissolved it, added milk, and presented it to the terrier. 1368 The unfortunate creature's tongue seemed hardly to have been moistened in it before it gave a convulsive shiver in every limb, and lay as rigid and lifeless as if it had been struck by lightning.
1369 Sherlock Holmes drew a long breath, and wiped the perspiration from his forehead. 1370 'I should have more faith,' he said; 'I ought to know by this time that when a fact appears to be opposed to a long train of deductions, it invariably proves to be capable of bearing some other interpretation. 1371 Of the two pills in the box, one was of the most deadly poison, and the other was entirely harmless. 1372 I ought to have known that before ever I saw the box at all.'
1373 This last statement appeared to me to be so startling that I could hardly believe that he was in his sober senses. 1374 There was the dead dog, however, to prove that his conjecture had been correct. 1375 It seemed to me that the mists in my own mind were gradually clearing away, and I began to have a dim, vague perception of the truth.
1376 'All this seems strange to you,' continued Holmes, 'because you failed at the beginning of the inquiry to grasp the importance of the single real clue which was presented to you. 1377 I had the good fortune to seize upon that, and everything which has occurred since then has served to confirm my original supposition, and, indeed, was the logical sequence of it. 1378 Hence things which have perplexed you and made the case more obscure have served to enlighten me and to strengthen my conclusions. 1379 It is a mistake to confound strangeness with mystery. 1380 The most commonplace crime is often the most mysterious, because it presents no new or special features from which deductions may be drawn. 1381 This murder would have been infinitely more difficult to unravel had the body of the victim been simply found lying in the roadway without any of those outré and sensational accompaniments which have rendered it remarkable. 1382 These strange details, far from making the case more difficult, have really had the effect of making it less so.'
1383 Mr Gregson, who had listened to this address with considerable impatience, could contain himself no longer. 1384 'Look here, Mr Sherlock Holmes,' he said, 'we are all ready to acknowledge that you are a smart man, and that you have your own methods of working. 1385 We want something more than mere theory and preaching now, though. 1386 It is a case of taking the man. 1387 I have made my case out, and it seems I was wrong. 1388 Young Charpentier could not have been engaged in this second affair. 1389 Lestrade went after his man, Stangerson, and it appears that he was wrong too. 1390 You have thrown out hints here, and hints there, and seem to know more than we do, but the time has come when we feel that we have a right to ask you straight how much you do know of the business. 1391 Can you name the man who did it?'
1392 'I cannot help feeling that Gregson is right, sir,' remarked Lestrade. 1393 'We have both tried, and we have both failed. 1394 You have remarked more than once since I have been in the room that you had all the evidence which you require. 1395 Surely you will not withhold it any longer.'
1396 'Any delay in arresting the assassin,' I observed, 'might give him time to perpetrate some fresh atrocity.'
1397 Thus pressed by us all, Holmes showed signs of irresolution. 1398 He continued to walk up and down the room with his head sunk on his chest and his brows drawn down, as was his habit when lost in thought.
1399 'There will be no more murders,' he said at last, stopping abruptly and facing us. 1400 'You can put that consideration out of the question. 1401 You have asked me if I know the name of the assassin. 1402 I do. 1403 The mere knowing of his name is a small thing, however, compared with the power of laying our hands upon him. 1404 This I expect very shortly to do. 1405 I have good hopes of managing it through my own arrangements; but it is a thing which needs delicate handling, for we have a shrewd and desperate man to deal with, who is supported, as I have had occasion to prove, by another who is as clever as himself. 1406 As long as this man has no idea that anyone can have a clue there is some chance of securing him; but if he had the slightest suspicion, he would change his name, and vanish in an instant among the four million inhabitants of this great city. 1407 Without meaning to hurt either of your feelings, I am bound to say that I consider these men to be more than a match for the official force, and that is why I have not asked your assistance. 1408 If I fail, I shall, of course, incur all the blame due to this omission; but that I am prepared for. 1409 At present I am ready to promise that the instant that I can communicate with you without endangering my own combinations, I shall do so.'
1410 Gregson and Lestrade seemed to be far from satisfied by this assurance, or by the depreciating allusion to the detective police. 1411 The former had flushed up to the roots of his flaxen hair, while the other's beady eyes glistened with curiosity and resentment. 1412 Neither of them had time to speak, however, before there was a tap at the door, and the spokesman of the street Arabs, young Wiggins, introduced his insignificant and unsavoury person.
1413 'Please, sir,' he said, touching his forelock, 'I have the cab downstairs.'
1414 'Good boy,' said Holmes, blandly. 1415 'Why don't you introduce this pattern at Scotland Yard?' he continued, taking a pair of steel handcuffs from a drawer. 1416 'See how beautifully the spring works. 1417 They fasten in an instant!
1418 'The old pattern is good enough,' remarked Lestrade, 'if we can only find the man to put them on.'
1419 'Very good, very good,' said Holmes, smiling. 1420 'The cabman may as well help me with my boxes. 1421 Just ask him to step up, Wiggins.'
1422 I was surprised to find my companion speaking as though he were about to set out on a journey, since he had not said anything to me about it. 1423 There was a small portmanteau in the room, and this he pulled out and began to strap. 1424 He was busily engaged at it when the cabman entered the room.
1425 'Just give me a help with this buckle, cabman,' he said, kneeling over his task, and never turning his head.
1426 The fellow came forward with a somewhat sullen, defiant air and put down his hands to assist. 1427 At that instant there was a sharp click, the jangling of metal, and Sherlock Holmes sprang to his feet again.
1428 'Gentlemen; he cried, with flashing eyes, get me introduce you to Mr Jefferson Hope, the murderer of Enoch Drebber and of Joseph Stangerson.'
1429 The whole thing occurred in a moment - so quickly that I had no time to realize it. 1430 I have a vivid recollection of that instant, of Holmes's triumphant expression and the ring of his voice, of the cabman's dazed, savage face, as he glared at the glittering handcuffs, which had appeared as if by magic upon his wrists. 1431 For a second or two we might have been a group of statues. 1432 Then with an inarticulate roar of fury, the prisoner wrenched himself free from Holmes's grasp, and hurled himself through the window. 1433 Woodwork and glass gave way before him; but before he got quite through, Gregson, Lestrade, and Holmes sprang upon him like so many staghounds. 1434 He was dragged back into the room, and then commenced a terrific conflict. 1435 So powerful and so fierce was he that the four of us were shaken off again and again. 1436 He appeared to have the convulsive strength of a man in an epileptic fit. 1437 His face and hands were terribly mangled by his passage through the glass, but loss of blood had no effect in diminishing his resistance. 1438 It was not until Lestrade succeeded in getting his hand inside his neckcloth and half-strangling him that we made him realize that his struggles were of no avail; and even then we felt no security until we had pinioned his feet as well as his hands. 1439 That done, we rose to our feet breathless and panting.
1440 'We have his cab,' said Sherlock Holmes. 1441 'It will serve to take him to Scotland Yard. 1442 And now, gentlemen,' he continued, with a pleasant smile, 'we have reached the end of our little mystery. 1443 You are very welcome to put any questions that you like to me now, and there is no danger that I will refuse to answer them.'

1444 Part 2: The Country of the Saints

1445 CHAPTER 1: On the Great Alkali Plain

1446 In the central portion of the great North American Continent there lies an arid and repulsive desert, which for many a long year served as a barrier against the advance of civilization. 1447 From the Sierra Nevada to Nebraska, and from the Yellow-stone River in the north to the Colorado upon the south, is a region of desolation and silence. 1448 Nor is Nature always in one mood throughout this grim district. 1449 It comprises snow-capped and lofty mountains, and dark and gloomy valleys. 1450 There are swift-flowing rivers which dash through jagged cañons; and there are enormous plains, which in winter are white with snow, and in summer are grey with the saline alkali dust. 1451 They all preserve, however, the common characteristics of barrenness, inhospitality, and misery.
1452 There are no inhabitants of this land of despair. 1453 A band of Pawnees or of Blackfeet may occasionally traverse it in order to reach other hunting-grounds, but the hardiest of the braves are glad to lose sight of those awesome plains, and to find themselves once more upon their prairies. 1454 The coyote skulks among the scrub, the buzzard flaps heavily through the air, and the clumsy grizzly bear lumbers through the dark ravines, and picks up such sustenance as it can amongst the rocks. 1455 These are the sole dwellers in the wilderness.
1456 In the whole world there can be no more dreary view than that from the northern slope of the Sierra Blanco. 1457 As far as the eye can reach stretches the great flat plain-land, all dusted over with patches of alkali, and intersected by clumps of the dwarfish chapparal bushes. 1458 On the extreme verge of the horizon lies a long chain of mountain peaks, with their rugged summits flecked with snow. 1459 In this great stretch of country there is no sign of life, nor of anything appertaining to life. 1460 There is no bird in the steel-blue heaven, no movement upon the dull, grey earth - above all, there is absolute silence. 1461 Listen as one may, there is no shadow of a sound in all that mighty wilderness; nothing but silence - complete and heart-subduing silence.
1462 It has been said there is nothing appertaining to life upon the broad plain. 1463 That is hardly true. 1464 Looking down from the Sierra Blanco, one sees a pathway traced out across the desert, which winds away and is lost in the extreme distance. 1465 It is rutted with wheels and trodden down by the feet of many adventurers. 1466 Here and there are scattered white objects which glisten in the sun, and stand out against the dull deposit of alkali. 1467 Approach, and examine them! 1468 They are bones: some large and coarse, others smaller and more delicate. 1469 The former have belonged to oxen, and the latter to men. 1470 For fifteen hundred miles one may trace this ghastly caravan route by these scattered remains of those who had fallen by the wayside.
1471 Looking down on this very scene, there stood upon the fourth of May, eighteen hundred and forty-seven, a solitary traveller. 1472 His appearance was such that he might have been the very genius or demon of the region. 1473 An observer would have found it difficult to say whether he was nearer to forty or to sixty. 1474 His face was lean and haggard, and the brown parchment-like skin was drawn tightly over the projecting bones; his long, brown hair and beard were all flecked and dashed with white; his eyes were sunken in his head, and burned with an unnatural lustre; while the hand which grasped his rifle was hardly more fleshy than that of a skeleton. 1475 As he stood, he leaned upon his weapon for support, and yet his tall figure and the massive framework of his bones suggested a wiry and vigorous constitution. 1476 His gaunt face, however, and his clothes, which hung so baggily over his shrivelled limbs, proclaimed what it was that gave him that senile and decrepit appearance. 1477 The man was dying - dying from hunger and from thirst.
1478 He had toiled painfully down the ravine, and on to this little elevation, in the vain hope of seeing some signs of water. 1479 Now the great salt plain stretched before his eyes, and the distant belt of savage mountains, without a sign anywhere of plant or tree, which might indicate the presence of moisture. 1480 In all that broad landscape there was no gleam of hope. 1481 North, and east, and west he looked with wild, questioning eyes, and then he realized that his wanderings had come to an end, and that there, on that barren crag, he was about to die. 1482 'Why not here, as well as in a feather bed, twenty years hence,' he muttered, as he seated himself in the shelter of a boulder.
1483 Before sitting down, he had deposited upon the ground his useless rifle, and also a large bundle tied up in a grey shawl, which he had carried slung over his right shoulder. 1484 It appeared to be somewhat too heavy for his strength, for in lowering it, it came down on the ground with some little violence. 1485 Instantly there broke from the grey parcel a little moaning cry, and from it there protruded a small, scared face, with very bright brown eyes, and two little speckled dimpled fists.
1486 'You've hurt me!' said a childish voice, reproachfully.
1487 'Have I though, the man answered penitently; 'I didn't go for to do it.' 1488 As he spoke he unwrapped the grey shawl and extricated a pretty little girl of about five years of age, whose dainty shoes and smart pink frock with its little linen apron all bespoke a mother's care. 1489 The child was pale and wan, but her healthy arms and legs showed that she had suffered less than her companion.
1490 'How is it now?' he answered anxiously, for she was still rubbing the towsy golden curls which covered the back of her head.
1491 'Kiss it and make it well,' she said, with perfect gravity, showing the injured part to him. 1492 'That's what mother used to do. 1493 Where's mother?'
1494 'Mother's gone. 1495 I guess you'll see her before long.'
1496 'Gone, eh!' said the little girl. 1497 'Funny, she didn't say goodbye; she 'most always did if she was just goin' over to auntie's for tea, and now she's been away three days. 1498 Say, it's awful dry, ain't it? 1499 Ain't there no water nor nothing to eat?'
1500 'No, there ain't nothing, dearie. 1501 You'll just need to be patient awhile, and then you'll be all right. 1502 Put your head up agin' me like that, and then you'll feel bullier. 1503 It ain't easy to talk when your lips is like leather, but I guess I'd best let you know how the cards lie. 1504 What's that you've got?'
1505 Pretty things! fine things!' cried the little girl enthusiastically, holding up two glittering fragments of mica. 1506 'When we goes back to home - give them to brother Bob.'
1507 'You'll see prettier things than them soon,' said the man confidently. 1508 'You just wait a bit. 1509 I was going to tell you though - you remember when we left the river?'
1510 'Oh, yes.'
1511 'Well, we reckoned we'd strike another river soon, d'ye see. 1512 But there was somethin' wrong; compasses, or map, or somethin', and it didn't turn up. 1513 Water ran out. 1514 Just except a little drop for the likes of you and - and -'
1515 'And you couldn't wash yourself,' interrupted his companion gravely, staring up at his grimy visage.
1516 'No, nor drink. 1517 And Mr Bender, he was the fust to go, and then Indian Pete, and then Mrs McGregor, and then Johnny Hones, and then dearie, your mother.'
1518 'Then mother's a deader too,' cried the little girl, dropping her face in her pinafore and sobbing bitterly.
1519 'Yes, they all went except you and me. 1520 Then I thought there was some chance of water in this direction, so I heaved you over my shoulder and we tramped it together. 1521 It don't seem as though we've improved matters. 1522 There's an almighty small chance for us now!'
1523 'Do you mean that we are going to die too?' asked the child, checking her sobs, and raising her tear-stained face. 1524 'I guess that's about the size of it.'
1525 'Why didn't you say so before?' she said, laughing gleefully. 1526 'You gave me such a fright. 1527 Why, of course, now as long as we die we'll be with mother again.'
1528 'Yes, you will, dearie.'
1529 'And you too. 1530 I'll tell her how awful good you've been. 1531 I'll bet she meets us at the door of heaven with a big pitcher of water, and a lot of buckwheat cakes, hot, and toasted on both sides, like Bob and me was fond of. 1532 How long will it be first?'
1533 'I don't know - not very long.' 1534 The man's eyes were fixed upon the northern horizon. 1535 In the blue vault of the heaven there had appeared three little specks which increased in size every moment, so rapidly did they approach. 1536 They speedily resolved themselves into three large birds, which circled over the heads of the two wanderers, and then settled upon some rocks which overlooked them. 1537 They were buzzards, the vultures of the west, whose coming is the forerunner of death.
1538 'Cocks and hens,' cried the little girl gleefully, pointing at their ill-omened forms, and clapping her hands to make them rise. 1539 Say, did God make this country?'
1540 'In course He did,' said her companion, rather startled by this unexpected question.
1541 'He made the country down in Illinois, and He made the Missouri,' the little girl continued. 1542 'I guess somebody else made the country in these parts. 1543 It's not nearly so well done. 1544 They forgot the water and the trees.'
1545 'What would ye think of offering up prayer?' the man asked diffidently.
1546 'It ain't night yet,' she answered.
1547 'It don't matter. 1548 It ain't quite regular, but He won't mind that, you bet. 1549 You say over them ones that you used to say every night in the waggon when we was on the Plains.'
1550 'Why don't you say some yourself?' the child asked, with wondering eyes.
1551 'I disremember them,' he answered. 1552 'I hain't said none since I was half the height o'that gun. 1553 I guess it's never too late. 1554 You say them out, and I'll stand by and come in on the choruses.'
1555 'Then you'll need to kneel down, and me too,' she said, laying the shawl out for that purpose. 1556 'You've got to put your hands up like this It makes you feel kind of good.'
1557 It was a strange sight, had there been anything but the buzzards to see it. 1558 Side by side on the narrow shawl knelt the two wanderers, the little prattling child and the reckless, hardened adventurer. 1559 Her chubby face and his haggard, angular visage were both turned up to the cloudless heaven in heartfelt entreaty to that dread Being with whom they were face to face, while the two voices - the one thin and clear, the other deep and harsh - united in the entreaty for mercy and forgiveness. 1560 The prayer finished, they resumed their seat in the shadow of the boulder until the child fell asleep, nestling upon the broad breast of her protector. 1561 He watched over her slumber for some time, but Nature proved to be too strong for him. 1562 For three days and three nights he had allowed himself neither rest nor repose. 1563 Slowly the eyelids drooped over the tired eyes, and the head sunk lower and lower upon the breast, until the man's grizzled beard was mixed with the gold tresses of his companion, and both slept the same deep and dreamless slumber.
1564 Had the wanderer remained awake for another half-hour a strange sight would have met his eyes. 1565 Far away on the extreme verge of the alkali plain there rose up a little spray of dust, very slight at first, and hardly to be distinguished from the mists of the distance, but gradually growing higher and broader until it formed a solid, well-defined cloud. 1566 This cloud continued to increase in size until it became evident that it could only be raised by a great multitude of moving creatures. 1567 In more fertile spots the observer would have come to the conclusion that one of those great herds of bisons which graze upon the prairie land was approaching him. 1568 This was obviously impossible in these arid wilds. 1569 As the whirl of dust drew nearer to the solitary bluff upon which the two castaways were reposing, the canvas-covered tilts of waggons and the figures of armed horsemen began to show up through the haze, and the apparition revealed itself as being a great caravan upon its journey for the West. 1570 But what a caravan! 1571 When the head of it had reached the base of the mountains, the rear was not yet visible on the horizon. 1572 Right across the enormous plain stretched the straggling array, waggons and carts, men on horseback, and men on foot. 1573 Innumerable women who staggered along under burdens, and children who toddled beside the waggons or peeped out from under the white coverings. 1574 This was evidently no ordinary party of immigrants, but rather some nomad people who had been compelled from stress of circumstances to seek themselves a new country. 1575 There rose through the clear air a confused clattering and rumbling from this great mass of humanity, with the creaking of wheels and the neighing of horses. 1576 Loud as it was, it was not sufficient to rouse the two tired wayfarers above them.
1577 At the head of the column there rode a score or more of grave, iron-faced men, clad in sombre homespun garments and armed with rifles. 1578 On reaching the base of the bluff they halted, and held a short council among themselves.
1579 'The wells are to the right, my brothers,' said one, a hard-lipped, clean-shaven man with grizzly hair.
1580 To the right of the Sierra Blanco - so we shall reach the Rio Grande,' said another.
1581 'Fear not for water,' cried a third. 1582 'He who could draw it from the rocks will not now abandon His chosen people.'
1583 'Amen! amen!' responded the whole party.
1584 They were about to resume their journey when one of the youngest and keenest-eyed uttered an exclamation and pointed up at the rugged crag above them. 1585 From its summit there fluttered a little wisp of pink, showing up hard and bright against the grey rocks behind. 1586 At the sight there was a general reining up of horses and unslinging of guns, while fresh horsemen came galloping up to reinforce the vanguard. 1587 The word 'Redskins' was on every lip.
1588 'There can't be any number of Injuns here,' said the elderly man who appeared to be in command. 1589 'We have passed the Pawnees, and there are no other tribes until we cross the great mountains.'
1590 'Shall I go forward and see, Brother Stangerson,' asked one of the band.
1591 'And I,' 'And I,' cried a dozen voices.
1592 'Leave your horses below and we will await you here,' the Elder answered. 1593 In a moment the young fellows had dismounted, fastened their horses, and were ascending the precipitous slope which led up to the object which had excited their curiosity. 1594 They advanced rapidly and noiselessly, with the confidence and dexterity of practised scouts. 1595 The watchers from the plain below could see them flit from rock to rock until their figures stood out against the skyline. 1596 The young man who had first given the alarm was leading them. 1597 Suddenly his followers saw him throw up his hands, as though overcome with astonishment, and on joining him they were affected in the same way by the sight which met their eyes.
1598 On the little plateau which crowned the barren hill there stood a single giant boulder, and against this boulder there lay a tall man, long-bearded and hard-featured, but of an excessive thinness. 1599 His placid face and regular breathing showed that he was fast asleep. 1600 Beside him lay a little child, with her round white arms encircling his brown sinewy neck, and her golden-haired head resting upon the breast of his velveteen tunic. 1601 Her rosy lips were parted, showing the regular line of snow-white teeth within, and a playful smile played over her infantile features. 1602 Her plump little white legs, terminating in white socks and neat shoes with shining buckles, offered a strange contrast to the long shrivelled members of her companion. 1603 On the ledge of rock above this strange couple there stood three solemn buzzards, who, at the sight of the new comers, uttered raucous screams of disappointment and flapped sullenly away.
1604 The cries of the foul birds awoke the two sleepers, who stared about them in bewilderment. 1605 The man staggered to his feet and looked down upon the plain which had been so desolate when sleep had overtaken him, and which was now traversed by this enormous body of men and of beasts. 1606 His face assumed an expression of incredulity as he gazed, and he passed his bony hand over his eyes. 1607 'This is what they call delirium, I guess,' he muttered. 1608 The child stood beside him, holding on to the skirt of his coat, and said nothing, but looked all around her with the wondering, questioning gaze of childhood.
1609 The rescuing party were speedily able to convince the two castaways that their appearance was no delusion. 1610 One of them seized the little girl and hoisted her upon his shoulder, while two others supported her gaunt companion, and assisted him towards the wagons.
1611 'My name is John Ferrier,' the wanderer explained; 'me and that little un are all that's left o' twenty-one people. 1612 The rest is all dead o' thirst and hunger away down in the south.'
1613 'Is she your child?' asked someone.
1614 'I guess she is now,' the other cried, defiantly; 'she's mine 'cause I saved her. 1615 No man will take her from me. 1616 She's Lucy Ferrier from this day on. 1617 Who are you though?' he continued, glancing with curiosity at his stalwart, sunburned rescuers; 'there seems to be a powerful lot of ye.'
1618 'Nigh upon ten thousand,' said one of the young men; 'we are the persecuted children of God - the chosen of the Angel Merona.'
1619 'I never heard tell on him,' said the wanderer. 1620 'He appears to have chosen a fair crowd of ye.'
1621 'Do not jest at that which is sacred,' said the other sternly. 1622 'We are of those who believe in those sacred writings, drawn in Egyptian letters on plates of beaten gold, which were handed unto the holy Joseph Smith at Palmyra. 1623 We have come from Nauvoo, in the State of Illinois, where we had founded our temple. 1624 We have come to seek a refuge from the violent man and from the godless, even though it be the heart of the desert.'
1625 The name of Nauvoo evidently recalled recollections to John Ferrier. 1626 'I see,' he said, 'you are the Mormons!
1627 'We are the Mormons,' answered his companions with one voice.
1628 'And where are you going?'
1629 'We do not know. 1630 The hand of God is leading us under the person of our Prophet. 1631 You must come before him. 1632 He shall say what is to be done with you.'
1633 They had reached the base of the hill by this time, and were surrounded by crowds of the pilgrims - pale-faced, meek-looking women; strong, laughing children; and anxious earnest-eyed men. 1634 Many were the cries of astonishment and of commiseration which arose from them when they perceived the youth of one of the strangers and the destitution of the other. 1635 Their escort did not halt, however, but pushed on, followed by a great crowd of Mormons, until they reached a waggon, which was conspicuous for its great size and for the gaudiness and smartness of its appearance. 1636 Six horses were yoked to it, whereas the others were furnished with two, or, at most, four a-piece. 1637 Beside the driver there sat a man who could not have been more than thirty years of age, but whose massive head and resolute expression marked him as leader. 1638 He was reading a brown-backed volume, but as the crowd approached he laid it aside, and listened attentively to an account of the episode. 1639 Then he turned to the two castaways.
1640 'If we take you with us,' he said, in solemn words, 'it can only be as believers in our own creed. 1641 We shall have no wolves in our fold. 1642 Better far that your bones should bleach in this wilderness than that you should prove to be that little speck of decay which in time corrupts the whole fruit. 1643 Will you come with us on these terms?'
1644 'Guess come with you on any terms,' said Ferrier, with such emphasis that the grave Elders could not restrain a smile. 1645 The leader alone retained his stern, impressive expression.
1646 'Take him, Brother Stangerson,' he said, 'give him food and drink, and the child likewise. 1647 Let it be your task also to teach him our holy creed. 1648 We have delayed long enough! 1649 Forward! 1650 On, on to Zion!'
1651 'On, on to Zion!' cried the crowd of Mormons, and the words rippled down the long caravan, passing from mouth to mouth until they died away in a dull murmur in the far distance. 1652 With a cracking of whips and a creaking of wheels the great waggons got into motion and soon the whole caravan was winding along once more. 1653 The Elder to whose care the two waifs had been committed led them to his waggon, where a meal was already awaiting them.
1654 'You shall remain here,' he said. 1655 'In a few days you will have recovered from your fatigues. 1656 In the meantime, remember that now and for ever you are of our religion. 1657 Brigham Young has said it, and he has spoken with the voice of Joseph Smith, which is the voice of God.'

1658 CHAPTER 2: The Flower of Utah

1659 This is not the place to commemorate the trials and privations endured by the immigrant Mormons before they came to their final haven. 1660 From the shores of the Mississippi to the western slopes of the Rocky Mountains they had struggled on with a constancy almost unparalleled in history. 1661 The savage man, and the savage beast, hunger, thirst, fatigue, and disease - every impediment which Nature could place in the way - had all been overcome with Anglo-Saxon tenacity. 1662 Yet the long journey and the accumulated terrors had shaken the hearts of the stoutest among them. 1663 There was not one who did not sink upon his knees in heartfelt prayer when they saw the broad valley of Utah bathed in the sunlight beneath them, and learned from the lips of their leader that this was the promised land, and that these virgin acres were to be theirs for evermore.
1664 Young speedily proved himself to be a skilful administrator as well as a resolute chief. 1665 Maps were drawn and charts prepared, in which the future city was sketched out. 1666 All around farms were apportioned and allotted in proportion to the standing of each individual. 1667 The tradesman was put to his trade and the artisan to his calling. 1668 In the town streets and squares sprang up as if by magic. 1669 In the country there was draining and hedging, planting and clearing, until the next summer saw the whole country golden with the wheat crop. 1670 Everything prospered in the strange settlement. 1671 Above all, the great temple which they had erected in the centre of the city grew ever taller and larger. 1672 From the first blush of dawn until the closing of the twilight, the clatter of the hammer and the rasp of the saw were never absent from the monument which the immigrants erected to Him who had led them safe through many dangers.
1673 The two castaways, John Ferrier and the little girl, who had shared his fortunes and had been adopted as his daughter, accompanied the Mormons to the end of their great pilgrimage. 1674 Little Lucy Ferrier was borne along pleasantly enough in Elder Stangerson's waggon, a retreat which she shared with the Mormon's three wives and with his son, a headstrong, forward boy of twelve. 1675 Having rallied, with the elasticity of childhood, from the shock caused by her mother's death, she soon became a pet with the women, and reconciled herself to this new life in her moving canvas-covered home. 1676 In the meantime Ferrier having recovered from his privations, distinguished himself as a useful guide and an indefatigable hunter. 1677 So rapidly did he gain the esteem of his new companions, that when they reached the end of their wanderings, it was unanimously agreed that he should be provided with as large and as fertile a tract of land as any of the settlers, with the exception of Young himself, and of Stangerson, Kemball, Johnston, and Drebber, who were the four principal Elders.
1678 On the farm thus acquired John Ferrier built himself a substantial log-house, which received so many additions in succeeding years that it grew into a roomy villa. 1679 He was a man of a practical turn of mind, keen in his dealings and skilful with his hands. 1680 His iron constitution enabled him to work morning and evening at improving and tilling his lands. 1681 Hence it came about that his farm and all that belonged to him prospered exceedingly. 1682 In three years he was better off than his neighbours, in six he was well-to-do, in nine he was rich, and in twelve there were not half a dozen men in the whole of Salt Lake City who could compare with him. 1683 From the great inland sea to the distant Wahsatch Mountains there was no name better known than that of John Ferrier.
1684 There was one way and only one in which he offended the susceptibilities of his co-religionists. 1685 No argument or persuasion could ever induce him to set up a female establishment after the manner of his companions. 1686 He never gave reasons for this persistent refusal, but contented himself by resolutely and inflexibly adhering to his determination. 1687 There were some who accused him of lukewarmness in his adopted religion, and others who put it down to greed of wealth and reluctance to incur expense. 1688 Others again spoke of some early love affair, and of a fair-haired girl who had pined away on the shores of the Atlantic. 1689 Whatever the reason, Ferrier remained strictly celibate. 1690 In every other respect he conformed to the religion of the young settlement, and gained the name of being an orthodox and straight-walking man.
1691 Lucy Ferrier grew up within the log-house, and assisted her adopted father in all his undertakings. 1692 The keen air of the mountains and the balsamic odour of the pine trees took the place of nurse and mother to the young girl. 1693 As year succeeded to year she grew taller and stronger, her cheek more ruddy and her step more elastic. 1694 Many a wayfarer upon the high road which ran by Ferrier's farm felt long-forgotten thoughts revive in their minds as they watched her lithe, girlish figure tripping through the wheatfields, or met her mounted upon her father's mustang, and managing it with all the ease and grace of a true child of the West. 1695 So the bud blossomed into a flower, and the year which saw her father the richest of the farmers left her as fair a specimen of American girlhood as could be found in the whole Pacific slope.
1696 It was not the father, however, who first discovered that the child had developed into the woman. 1697 It seldom is in such cases. 1698 That mysterious change is too subtle and too gradual to be measured by dates. 1699 Least of all does the maiden herself know it until the tone of a voice or the touch of a hand sets her heart thrilling within her, and she learns, with a mixture of pride and of fear, that a new and a larger nature has awoke within her. 1700 There are few who cannot recall that day and remember the one little incident which heralded the dawn of a new life. 1701 In the case of Lucy Ferrier the occasion was serious enough in itself, apart from its future influence on her destiny and that of many besides.
1702 It was a warm June morning, and the Latter Day Saints were as busy as the bees whose hive they have chosen for their emblem. 1703 In the fields and in the streets rose the same hum of human industry. 1704 Down the dusty high roads defiled long streams of heavily-laden mules, all heading to the west, for the gold fever had broken out in California, and the overland route lay through the city of the Elect. 1705 There, too, were droves of sheep and bullocks coming in from the outlying pasture lands, and trains of tired immigrants, men and horses equally weary of their interminable journey. 1706 Through all this motley assemblage, threading her way with the skill of an accomplished rider, there galloped Lucy Ferrier, her fair face flushed with the exercise and her long chestnut hair floating out behind her. 1707 She had a commission from her father in the city, and was dashing in as she had done many a time before, with all the fearlessness of youth, thinking only of her task and how it was to be performed. 1708 The travel-stained adventurers gazed after her in astonishment, and even the unemotional Indians, journeying in with their pelties, relaxed their accustomed stoicism as they marvelled at the beauty of the pale-faced maiden.
1709 She had reached the outskirts of the city when she found the road blocked by a great drove of cattle, driven by a half-dozen wild-looking herdsmen from the plains. 1710 In her impatience she endeavoured to pass this obstacle by pushing her horse into what appeared to be a gap. 1711 Scarcely had she got fairly into it, however, before the beasts closed in behind her, and she found herself completely imbedded in the moving stream of fierce-eyed, long-horned bullocks. 1712 Accustomed as she was to deal with cattle, she was not alarmed at her situation, but took advantage of every opportunity to urge her horse on, in the hopes of pushing her way through the cavalcade. 1713 Unfortunately the horns of one of the creatures, either by accident or design, came in violent contact with the flank of the mustang, and excited it to madness. 1714 In an instant it reared up upon its hind legs with a snort of rage, and pranced and tossed in a way that would have unseated any but a skilful rider. 1715 The situation was full of peril. 1716 Every plunge of the excited horse brought it against the horns again, and goaded it to fresh madness. 1717 It was all that the girl could do to keep herself in the saddle, yet a slip would mean a terrible death under the hoofs of the unwieldy and terrified animals. 1718 Unaccustomed to sudden emergencies, her head began to swim, and her grip upon the bridle to relax. 1719 Choked by the rising cloud of dust and by the steam from the struggling creatures, she might have abandoned her efforts in despair, but for a kindly voice at her elbow which assured her of assistance. 1720 At the same moment a sinewy brown hand caught the frightened horse by the curb, and forcing a way through the drove, soon brought her to the outskirts.
1721 'You're not hurt, I hope, miss,' said her preserver, respectfully.
1722 She looked up at his dark, fierce face, and laughed saucily. 1723 'I'm awful frightened,' she said, naïvely; 'whoever would have thought that Pancho would have been so scared by a lot of cows?'
1724 'Thank God you kept your seat,' the other said earnestly. 1725 He was a tall, savage-looking young fellow, mounted on a powerful roan horse, and clad in the rough dress of a hunter, with a long rifle slung over his shoulders. 1726 'I guess you are the daughter of John Ferrier,' he remarked; 'I saw you ride down from his house. 1727 When you see him, ask him if he remembers the Jefferson Hopes of St Louis. 1728 If he's the same Ferrier, my father and he were pretty thick.'
1729 'Hadn't you better come and ask yourself?' she asked, demurely.
1730 The young fellow seemed pleased at the suggestion, and his dark eyes sparkled with pleasure. 1731 'I'll do so,' he said; 'we've been in the mountains for two months, and are not over and above in visiting condition. 1732 He must take us as he finds us.'
1733 'He has a good deal to thank you for, and so have I,' she answered, 'he's awful fond of me. 1734 If those cows had jumped on me he'd have never got over it.'
1735 'Neither would I,' said her companion.
1736 'You! 1737 Well, I don't see that it would make much matter to you, anyhow. 1738 You ain't even a friend of ours.'
1739 The young hunter's dark face grew so gloomy over this remark that Lucy Ferrier laughed aloud.
1740 'There, I didn't mean that,' she said; 'of course, you are a friend now. 1741 You must come and see us. 1742 Now I must push along, or father won't trust me with his business any more. 1743 Good-bye!'
1744 'Good-bye; he answered, raising his broad sombrero, and bending over her little hand. 1745 She wheeled her mustang round, gave it a cut with her riding-whip, and darted away down the broad road in a rolling cloud of dust.
1746 Young Jefferson Hope rode on with his companions, gloomy and taciturn. 1747 He and they had been among the Nevada Mountains prospecting for silver, and were returning to Salt Lake City in the hope of raising capital enough to work some lodes which they had discovered. 1748 He had been as keen as any of them upon the business until this sudden incident had drawn his thoughts into another channel. 1749 The sight of the fair young girl, as frank and wholesome as the Sierra breezes, had stirred his volcanic, untamed heart to its depths. 1750 When she had vanished from his sight, he realized that a crisis had come in his life, and that neither silver speculations nor any other questions could ever be of such importance to him as this new and all-absorbing one. 1751 The love which had sprung up in his heart was not the sudden, changeable fancy of a boy, but rather that wild, fierce passion of a man of strong will and imperious temper. 1752 He had been accustomed to succeed in all that he undertook. 1753 He swore in his heart that he would not fail in this if human effort and human perseverance could render him successful.
1754 He called on John Ferrier that night, and many times again, until his face was a familiar one at the farmhouse. 1755 John, cooped up in the valley, and absorbed in his work, had had little chance of learning the news of the outside world during the last twelve years. 1756 All this Jefferson Hope was able to tell him, and in a style which interested Lucy as well as her father. 1757 He had been a pioneer in California, and could narrate many a strange tale of fortunes made and fortunes lost in those wild, halcyon days. 1758 He had been a scout, too, and a trapper, a silver explorer, and a ranchman. 1759 Wherever stirring adventures were to be had, Jefferson Hope had been there in search of them. 1760 He soon became a favourite with the old farmer, who spoke eloquently of his virtues. 1761 On such occasions, Lucy was silent, but her blushing cheek and her bright, happy eyes showed only too clearly that her young heart was no longer her own. 1762 Her honest father may not have observed these symptoms, but they were assuredly not thrown away upon the man who had won her affections.
1763 One summer evening he came galloping down the road and pulled up at the gate. 1764 She was at the doorway, and came down to meet him. 1765 He threw the bridle over the fence and strode up the pathway.
1766 'I am off, Lucy,' he said, taking her two hands in his, and gazing tenderly down into her face; 'I won't ask you to come with me now, but will you be ready to come when I am here again?'
1767 'And when will that be?' she asked, blushing and laughing.
1768 'A couple of months at the outside. 1769 I will come and claim you then, my darling. 1770 There's no one who can stand between us.'
1771 'And how about father?' she asked.
1772 'He has given his consent, provided we get these mines working all right. 1773 I have no fear on that head.'
1774 'Oh, well; of course, if you and father have arranged it all, there's no more to be said,' she whispered, with her cheek against his broad breast.
1775 Thank God!' he said, hoarsely, stooping and kissing her. 1776 'It is settled, then. 1777 The longer I stay, the harder it will be to go. 1778 They are waiting for me at the cañon. 1779 Good-bye, my own darling - good-bye. 1780 In two months you shall see me.'
1781 He tore himself from her as he spoke, and, flinging himself upon his horse, galloped furiously away, never even looking round, as though afraid that his resolution might fail him if he took one glance at what he was leaving. 1782 She stood at the gate, gazing after him until he vanished from her sight. 1783 Then she walked back into the house, the happiest girl in all Utah.

1784 CHAPTER 3: John Ferrier Talks with the Prophet

1785 Three weeks had passed since Jefferson Hope and his comrades had departed from Salt Lake City. 1786 John Ferrier's heart was sore within him when he thought of the young man's return, and of the impending loss of his adopted child. 1787 Yet her bright and happy face reconciled him to the arrangement more than any argument could have done. 1788 He had always determined, deep down in his resolute heart, that nothing would ever induce him to allow his daughter to wed a Mormon. 1789 Such a marriage he regarded as no marriage at all, but as a shame and a disgrace. 1790 Whatever he might think of the Mormon doctrines, upon that one point he was inflexible. 1791 He had to seal his mouth on the subject, however, for to express an unorthodox opinion was a dangerous matter in those days in the Land of the Saints.
1792 Yes, a dangerous matter - so dangerous that even the most saintly dared only whisper their religious opinions with bated breath, lest something which fell from their lips might be misconstrued, and bring down a swift retribution upon them. 1793 The victims of persecution had now turned persecutors on their own account and persecutors of the most terrible description. 1794 Not the Inquisition of Seville, nor the German Vehmgericht, nor the Secret Societies of Italy, were ever able to put a more formidable machinery in motion than that which cast a cloud over the State of Utah.
1795 Its invisibility, and the mystery which was attached to it, made this organization doubly terrible. 1796 It appeared to be omniscient and omnipotent, and yet was neither seen nor heard. 1797 The man who held out against the Church vanished away, and none knew whither he had gone or what had befallen him. 1798 His wife and his children awaited him at home, but no father ever returned to tell them how he had fared at the hands of his secret judges. 1799 A rash word or a hasty act was followed by annihilation, and yet none knew what the nature might be of this terrible power which was suspended over them. 1800 No wonder that men went about in fear and trembling, and that even in the heart of the wilderness they dared not whisper the doubts which oppressed them.
1801 At first this vague and terrible power was exercised only upon the recalcitrants who, having embraced the Mormon faith, wished afterwards to pervert or to abandon it. 1802 Soon, however, it took a wider range The supply of adult women was running short, and polygamy without a female population on which to draw was a barren doctrine indeed. 1803 Strange rumours began to be bandied about - rumours of murdered immigrants and rifled camps in regions where Indians had never been seen. 1804 Fresh women appeared in the harems of the Elders - women who pined and wept, and bore upon their faces the traces of an unextinguishable horror. 1805 Belated wanderers upon the mountains spoke of gangs of armed men, masked, stealthy, and noiseless, who flitted by them in the darkness. 1806 These tales and rumours took substance and shape, and were corroborated and recorroborated, until they resolved themselves into a definite name. 1807 To this day, in the lonely ranches of the West, the name of the Danite Band, or the Avenging Angels, is a sinister and an ill-omened one.
1808 Fuller knowledge of the organization which produced such terrible results served to increase rather than to lessen the horror which it inspired in the minds of men. 1809 None knew who belonged to this ruthless society. 1810 The names of the participators in the deeds of blood and violence done under the name of religion were kept profoundly secret. 1811 The very friend to whom you communicated your misgivings as to the Prophet and his mission might be one of those who would come forth at night with fire and sword to exact a terrible reparation. 1812 Hence every man feared his neighbour, and none spoke of the things which were nearest his heart.
1813 One fine morning John Ferrier was about to set out to his wheatfields, when he heard the click of the latch, and, looking through the window, saw a stout, sandy-haired middle-aged man coming up the pathway. 1814 His heart leapt to his mouth, for this was none other than the great Brigham Young himself. 1815 Full of trepidation - for he knew that such a visit boded him little good - Ferrier ran to the door to greet the Mormon chief. 1816 The latter, however, received his salutations coldly, and followed him with a stern face into the sitting-room.
1817 'Brother Ferrier,' he said, taking a seat, and eyeing the farmer keenly from under his light-coloured eyelashes, 'the true believers have been good friends to you. 1818 We picked you up when you were starving in the desert, we shared our food with you, led you safe to the Chosen Valley, gave you a goodly share of land, and allowed you to wax rich under our protection. 1819 Is not this so?'
1820 'It is so,' answered John Ferrier.
1821 'In return for all this we asked but one condition: that was, that you should embrace the true faith, and conform in every way to its usages. 1822 This you promised to do, and this, if common report says truly, you have neglected.'
1823 'And how have I neglected it?' asked Ferrier, throwing out his hands in expostulation. 1824 'Have I not given to the common fund? 1825 Have I not attended at the Temple? 1826 Have I not-?'
1827 'Where are your wives?' asked Young, looking round him. 1828 'Call them in, that I may greet them.'
1829 'It is true that I have not married,' Ferrier answered. 1830 'But women were few, and there were many who had better claims than I. 1831 I was not a lonely man: I had my daughter to attend to my wants.'
1832 'It is of that daughter that I would speak to you,' said the leader of the Mormons. 1833 'She has grown to be the flower of Utah, and has found favour in the eyes of many who are high in the land-'
1834 John Ferrier groaned inwardly.
1835 'There are stories of her which I would fain disbelieve stories that she is sealed to some Gentile. 1836 This must be the gossip of idle tongues.
1837 What is the thirteenth rule in the code of the sainted Joseph Smith? 1838 "Let every maiden of the true faith marry one of the Elect; for if she wed a Gentile, she commits a grievous sin." 1839 This being so, it is impossible that you, who profess the holy creed, should suffer your daughter to violate it.'
1840 John Ferrier made no answer, but he played nervously with his riding-whip.
1841 'Upon this one point your whole faith shall be tested - so it has been decided in the Sacred Council of Four. 1842 The girl is young, and we would not have her wed grey hairs, neither would we deprive her of all choice. 1843 We Elders have many heifers, but our children must also be provided. 1844 Stangerson has a son, and Drebber has a son, and either of them would gladly welcome your daughter to their house. 1845 Let her choose between them. 1846 They are young and rich, and of the true faith. 1847 What say you to that?'
1848 Ferrier remained silent for some little time with his brows knitted.
1849 'You will give us time,' he said at last. 1850 'My daughter is very young - she is scarce of an age to marry.'
1851 'She shall have a month to choose,' said Young, rising from his seat. 1852 'At the end of that time she shall give her answer.'
1853 He was passing through the door, when he turned, with flushed face and flashing eyes. 1854 'It were better for you, John Ferrier,' he thundered, 'that you and she were now lying blanched skeletons upon the Sierra Blanco, than that you should put your weak wills against the orders of the Holy Four!'
1855 With a threatening gesture of his hand, he turned from the door, and Ferrier heard his heavy steps scrunching along the shingly path.
1856 He was still sitting with his elbow upon his knee considering how he should broach the matter to his daughter, when a soft hand was laid upon his, and looking up, he saw her standing beside him. 1857 One glance at her pale, frightened face showed him that she had heard what had passed.
1858 'I could not help it,' she said, in answer to his look. 1859 'His voice rang through the house. 1860 Oh, father, father, what shall we do?'
1861 'Don't you scare yourself,' he answered, drawing her to him, and passing his broad, rough hand caressingly over her chestnut hair. 1862 'We'll fix it up somehow or another. 1863 You don't find your fancy kind o' lessening for this chap, do you?'
1864 A sob and a squeeze of his hand was her only answer.
1865 'No; of course not. 1866 I shouldn't care to hear you say you did. 1867 He's a likely lad, and he's a Christian, which is more than these folk here, in spite o' all their praying and preaching. 1868 There's a party starting for Nevada tomorrow, and I'll manage to send him a message letting him know the hole we are in. 1869 If I know anything o' that young man, he'll be back here with a speed that would whip electro-telegraphs.'
1870 Lucy laughed through her tears at her father's description.
1871 'When he comes, he will advise us for the best. 1872 But it is for you that I am frightened, dear. 1873 One hears - one hears such dreadful stories about those who oppose the Prophet: something terrible always happens to them.'
1874 'But we haven't opposed him yet,' her father answered. 1875 'It will be time to look out for squalls when we do. 1876 We have a clear month before us; at the end of that, I guess we had best shin out of Utah.'
1877 'Leave Utah!'
1878 'That's about the size of it.'
1879 'But the farm?'
1880 'We will raise as much as we can in money, and let the rest go. 1881 To tell the truth, Lucy, it isn't the first time I have thought of doing it. 1882 I don't care about knuckling under to any man, as these folk do to their darned Prophet. 1883 I'm a free-born American, and it's all new to me. 1884 Guess I'm too old to learn. 1885 If he comes browsing about this farm, he might chance to run up against a charge of buck-shot travelling in the opposite direction.'
1886 'But they won't let us leave,' his daughter objected.
1887 'Wait till Jefferson comes, and we'll soon manage that. 1888 In the meantime, don't you fret yourself, my dearie, and don't get your eyes swelled up, else he'll be walking into me when he sees you. 1889 There's nothing to be afeard about, and there's no danger at all.'
1890 John Ferrier uttered these consoling remarks in a very confident tone, but she could not help observing that he paid unusual care to the fastening of the doors that night, and that he carefully cleaned and loaded the rusty old shot-gun which hung upon the wall of his bedroom.

1891 CHAPTER 4: A Flight for Life

1892 On the morning which followed his interview with the Mormon Prophet, John Ferrier went in to Salt Lake City, and having found his acquaintance, who was bound for the Nevada Mountains, he entrusted him with his message to Jefferson Hope. 1893 In it he told the young man of the imminent danger which threatened them, and how necessary it was that he should return. 1894 Having done thus he felt easier in his mind, and returned home with a lighter heart.
1895 As he approached his farm, he was surprised to see a horse hitched to each of the posts of the gate. 1896 Still more surprised was he on entering to find two young men in possession of his sitting-room. 1897 One, with a long pale face, was leaning back in the rocking-chair, with his feet cocked up upon the stove. 1898 The other, a bull-necked youth with coarse, bloated features, was standing in front of the window with his hands in his pockets whistling a popular hymn. 1899 Both of them nodded to Ferrier as he entered, and the one in the rocking-chair commenced the conversation.
1900 'Maybe you don't know us,' he said. 1901 This here is the son of Elder Drebber, and I'm Joseph Stangerson, who travelled with you in the desert when the Lord stretched out His hand and gathered you into the true fold.'
1902 'As He will all the nations in His own good time,' said the other in a nasal voice; 'He grindeth slowly but exceeding small.'
1903 John Ferrier bowed coldly. 1904 He had guessed who his visitors were.
1905 'We have come,' continued Stangerson, 'at the advice of our fathers to solicit the hand of your daughter for whichever of us may seem good to you and to her. 1906 As I have but four wives and Brother Drebber here has seven, it appears to me that my claim is the stronger one.'
1907 Way, nay, Brother Stangerson,' cried the other; 'the question is not how many wives we have, but how many we can keep. 1908 My father has now given over his mills to me, and I am the richer man.'
1909 'But my prospects are better,' said the other, warmly. 1910 'When the Lord removes my father, I shall have his tanning yard and his leather factory. 1911 Then I am your elder, and am higher in the Church.'
1912 'It will be for the maiden to decide,' rejoined young Drebber, smirking at his own reflection in the glass. 1913 'We will leave it all to her decision.'
1914 During this dialogue John Ferrier had stood fuming in the doorway, hardly able to keep his riding-whip from the backs of his two visitors.
1915 'Look here,' he said at last, striding up to them, 'when my daughter summons you, you can come, but until then I don't want to see your faces again.'
1916 The two young Mormons stared at him in amazement. 1917 In their eyes this competition between them for the maiden's hand was the highest of honours both to her and her father.
1918 'There are two ways out of the room,' cried Ferrier; 'there is the door, and there is the window. 1919 Which do you care to use?'
1920 His brown face looked so savage, and his gaunt hands so threatening, that his visitors sprang to their feet and beat a hurried retreat. 1921 The old farmer followed them to the door.
1922 'Let me know when you have settled which it is to be,' he said, sardonically.
1923 'You shall smart for this!' Stangerson cried, white with rage. 1924 'You have defied the Prophet and the Council of Four. 1925 You shall rue it to the end of your days.'
1926 'The hand of the Lord shall be heavy upon you,' cried young Drebber; 'He will arise and smite you!'
1927 'Then start the smiting,' exclaimed Ferrier, furiously, and would have rushed upstairs for his gun had not Lucy seized him by the arm and restrained him. 1928 Before he could escape from her, the clatter of horses' hoofs told him that they were beyond his reach.
1929 'The young canting rascals!' he exclaimed, wiping the perspiration from his forehead; 'I would sooner see you in your grave, my girl, than the wife of either of them.'
1930 'And so should I, father,' she answered, with spirit; 'but Jefferson will soon be here.'
1931 'Yes. 1932 It will not be long before he comes. 1933 The sooner the better, for we do not know what their next move may be.'
1934 It was, indeed, high time that someone capable of giving advice and help should come to the aid of the sturdy old farmer and his adopted daughter. 1935 In the whole history of the settlement there had never been such a case of rank disobedience to the authority of the Elders. 1936 If minor errors were punished so sternly, what would be the fate of this arch rebel? 1937 Ferrier knew that his wealth and position would be of no avail to him. 1938 Others as well known and as rich as himself had been spirited away before now, and their goods given over to the Church. 1939 He was a brave man, but he trembled at the vague, shadowy terrors which hung over him. 1940 Any known danger he could face with a firm lip, but this suspense was unnerving. 1941 He concealed his fears from his daughter, however, and affected to make light of the whole matter, though she, with the keen eye of love, saw plainly that he was ill at ease.
1942 He expected that he would receive some message or remonstrance from Young as to his conduct, and he was not mistaken, though it came in an unlooked-for manner. 1943 Upon rising next morning he found, to his surprise, a small square of paper pinned on to the coverlet of his bed just over his chest. 1944 On it was printed, in bold, straggling letters:
1945 'Twenty-nine days are given you for amendment, and then-'
1946 The dash was more fear-inspiring than any threat could have been. 1947 How this warning came into his room puzzled John Ferrier sorely, for his servants slept in an outhouse, and the doors and windows had all been secured. 1948 He crumpled the paper up and said nothing to his daughter, but the incident struck a chill into his heart. 1949 The twenty-nine days were evidently the balance of the month which Young had promised. 1950 What strength or courage could avail against an enemy armed with such mysterious powers? 1951 The hand which fastened that pin might have struck him to the heart, and he could never have known who had slain him.
1952 Still more shaken was he next morning. 1953 They had sat down to their breakfast, when Lucy with a cry of surprise pointed upwards. 1954 In the centre of the ceiling was scrawled, with a burned stick apparently, the number 28. 1955 To his daughter it was unintelligible, and he did not enlighten her. 1956 That night he sat up with his gun and kept watch and ward. 1957 He saw and he heard nothing, and yet in the morning a great 27 had been painted upon the outside of his door.
1958 Thus day followed day; and as sure as morning came he found that his unseen enemies had kept their register, and had marked up in some conspicuous position how many days were still left to him out of the month of grace. 1959 Sometimes the fatal numbers appeared upon the walls, sometimes upon the floors, occasionally they were on small placards stuck upon the garden gate or the railings. 1960 With all his vigilance John Ferrier could not discover whence these daily warnings proceeded. 1961 A horror which was almost superstitious came upon him at the sight of them. 1962 He became haggard and restless, and his eyes had the troubled look of some hunted creature. 1963 He had but one hope in life now, and that was for the arrival of the young hunter from Nevada.
1964 Twenty had changed to fifteen, and fifteen to ten, but there was no news of the absentee. 1965 One by one the numbers dwindled down, and still there came no sign of him. 1966 Whenever a horseman clattered down the road, or a driver shouted at his team, the old farmer hurried to the gate, thinking that help had arrived at last. 1967 At last, when he saw five give way to four and that again to three, he lost heart, and abandoned all hope of escape. 1968 Single-handed, and with his limited knowledge of the mountains which surrounded the settlement, he knew that he was powerless. 1969 The more frequented roads were strictly watched and guarded, and none could pass along them without an order from the Council. 1970 Turn which way he would, there appeared to be no avoiding the blow which hung over him. 1971 Yet the old man never wavered in his resolution to part with life itself before he consented to what he regarded as his daughter's dishonour.
1972 He was sitting alone one evening pondering deeply over his troubles, and searching vainly for some way out of them. 1973 That morning had shown the figure 2 upon the wall of his house, and the next day would be the last of the allotted time. 1974 What was to happen then? 1975 All manner of vague and terrible fancies filled his imagination. 1976 And his daughter - what was to become of her after he was gone? 1977 Was there no escape from the invisible network which was drawn all round them? 1978 He sank his head upon the table and sobbed at the thought of his own impotence.
1979 What was that? 1980 In the silence he heard a gentle scratching sound - low, but very distinct in the quiet of the night. 1981 It came from the door of the house. 1982 Ferrier crept into the hall and listened intently. 1983 There was a pause for a few moments, and then the low, insidious sound was repeated. 1984 Someone was evidently tapping very gently upon one of the panels of the door. 1985 Was it some midnight assassin who had come to carry out the murderous orders of the secret tribunal? 1986 Or was it some agent who was marking up that the last day of grace had arrived? 1987 John Ferrier felt that instant death would be better than the suspense which shook his nerves and chilled his heart. 1988 Springing forward, he drew the bolt and threw the door open.
1989 Outside all was calm and quiet. 1990 The night was fine, and the stars were twinkling brightly overhead. 1991 The little front garden lay before the farmer's eyes bounded by the fence and gate, but neither there nor on the road was any human being to be seen. 1992 With a sigh of relief, Ferrier looked to right and to left, until, happening to glance straight down at his own feet, he saw to his astonishment a man lying flat upon his face upon the ground, with arms and legs all asprawl.
1993 So unnerved was he at the sight that he leaned up against the wall with his hand to his throat to stifle his inclination to call out. 1994 His first thought was that the prostrate figure was that of some wounded or dying man, but as he watched it he saw it writhe along the ground and into the hall with the rapidity and noiselessness of a serpent. 1995 Once within the house the man sprang to his feet, closed the door, and revealed to the astonished farmer the fierce face and resolute expression of Jefferson Hope.
1996 'Good God!' gasped John Ferrier. 1997 'How you scared me. 1998 Whatever made you come in like that?'
1999 'Give me food,' the other said hoarsely. 2000 'I have had no time for bite or sup for eight-and-forty hours.' 2001 He flung himself upon the cold meat and bread which were still lying upon the table from his host's supper, and devoured it voraciously. 2002 'Does Lucy bear up well?' he asked, when he had satisfied his hunger.
2003 'Yes. 2004 She does not know the danger,' her father answered.
2005 'That is well. 2006 The house is watched on every side. 2007 That is why I crawled my way up to it. 2008 They may be darned sharp, but they're not quite sharp enough to catch a Washoe hunter.'
2009 John Ferrier felt a different man now that he realized that he had a devoted ally. 2010 He seized the young man's leathery hand and wrung it cordially. 2011 'You're a man to be proud of,' he said. 2012 'There are not many who would come to share our danger and our troubles.'
2013 'You've hit it there, pard,' the young hunter answered. 2014 'I have a respect for you, but if you were alone in this business I'd think twice before I put my head into such a hornets' nest. 2015 It's Lucy that brings me here, and before harm comes on her I guess there will be one less o' the Hope family in Utah.'
2016 'What are we to do?'
2017 'To-morrow is your last day, and unless you act tonight you are lost. 2018 I have a mule and two horses waiting in the Eagle Ravine. 2019 How much money have you?'
2020 Two thousand dollars in gold and five in notes.'
2021 'That will do. 2022 I have as much more to add to it. 2023 We must push for Carson City through the mountains You had best wake Lucy. 2024 It is as well that the servants do not sleep in the house.'
2025 While Ferrier was absent, preparing his daughter for the approaching journey, Jefferson Hope packed all the eatables that he could find into a small parcel, and filled a stoneware jar with water, for he knew by experience that the mountain wells were few and far between. 2026 He had hardly completed his arrangements before the farmer returned with his daughter all dressed and ready for a start. 2027 The greeting between the lovers was warm, but brief, for minutes were precious, and there was much to be done.
2028 'We must make our start at once,' said Jefferson Hope, speaking in a low but resolute voice, like one who realizes the greatness of the peril, but has steeled his heart to meet it. 2029 The front and back entrances are watched, but with caution we may get away through the side window and across the fields. 2030 Once on the road we are only two miles from the Ravine where the horses are waiting. 2031 By daybreak we should be half-way through the mountains.'
2032 'What if we are stopped?' asked Ferrier.
2033 Hope slapped the revolver butt which protruded from the front of his tunic. 2034 'If they are too many for us, we shall take two or three of them with us,' he said with a sinister smile.
2035 The lights inside the house had all been extinguished, and from the darkened window Ferrier peered over the fields which had been his own, and which he was now about to abandon for ever. 2036 He had long nerved himself to the sacrifice, however, and the thought of the honour and happiness of his daughter outweighed any regret at his ruined fortunes. 2037 All looked so peaceful and happy, the rustling trees and the broad silent stretch of grainland, that it was difficult to realize that the spirit of murder lurked through it all. 2038 Yet the white face and set expression of the young hunter showed that in his approach to the house he had seen enough to satisfy him upon that head.
2039 Ferrier carried the bag of gold and notes, Jefferson Hope had the scanty provisions and water, while Lucy had a small bundle containing a few of her more valued possessions. 2040 Opening the window very slowly and carefully, they waited until a dark cloud had somewhat obscured the night, and then one by one passed through into the little garden. 2041 With bated breath and crouching figures they stumbled across it, and gained the shelter of the hedge, which they skirted until they came to the gap which opened into the cornfield. 2042 They had just reached this point when the young man seized his two companions and dragged them down into the shadow, where they lay silent and trembling.
2043 It was as well that his prairie training had given Jefferson Hope the ears of a lynx. 2044 He and his friends had hardly crouched down before the melancholy hooting of a mountain owl was heard within a few yards of them, which was immediately answered by another hoot at a small distance. 2045 At the same moment a vague, shadowy figure emerged from the gap for which they had been making, and uttered the plaintive signal cry again, on which a second man appeared out of the obscurity.
2046 'To-morrow at midnight,' said the first, who appeared to be in authority. 2047 'When the Whip-poor-Will calls three times.'
2048 'It is well,' returned the other. 2049 'Shall I tell Brother Drebber?'
2050 'Pass it on to him, and from him to the others. 2051 Nine to seven!'
2052 Seven to five!' repeated the other; and the two figures flitted away in different directions. 2053 Their concluding words had evidently been some form of sign and countersign. 2054 The instant that their footsteps had died away in the distance, Jefferson Hope sprang to his feet, and helping his companions through the gap, led the way across the fields at the top of his speed, supporting and half-carrying the girl when her strength appeared to fail her.
2055 'Hurry on! hurry on!' he gasped from time to time. 2056 'We are through the line of sentinels. 2057 Everything depends on speed. 2058 Hurry on!'
2059 Once on the high road, they made rapid progress. 2060 Only once did they meet anyone, and then they managed to slip into a field, and so avoid recognition. 2061 Before reaching the town the hunter branched away into a rugged and narrow footpath which led to the mountains. 2062 Two dark, jagged peaks loomed above them through the darkness, and the defile which led between them was the Eagle Cañon in which the horses were awaiting them. 2063 With unerring instinct Jefferson Hope picked his way among the great boulders and along the bed of a dried-up water-course, until he came to the retired corner screened with rocks, where the faithful animals had been picketed. 2064 The girl was placed upon the mule, and old Ferrier upon one of the horses, with his money-bag, while Jefferson Hope led the other along the precipitous and dangerous path.
2065 It was a bewildering route for anyone who was not accustomed to face Nature in her wildest moods. 2066 On the one side a great crag towered up a thousand feet or more, black, stern, and menacing, with long basaltic columns upon its rugged surface like the ribs of some petrified monster. 2067 On the other hand a wild chaos of boulders and debris made all advance impossible. 2068 Between the two ran the irregular track, so narrow in places that they had to travel in Indian file, and so rough that only practised riders could have traversed it at all. 2069 Yet, in spite of all dangers and difficulties, the hearts of the fugitives were light within them, for every step increased the distance between them and the terrible despotism from which they were flying.
2070 They soon had a proof, however, that they were still within the jurisdiction of the Saints. 2071 They had reached the very wildest and most desolate portion of the pass when the girl gave a startled cry, and pointed upwards. 2072 On a rock which overlooked the track, showing out dark and plain against the sky, there stood a solitary sentinel. 2073 He saw them as soon as they perceived him, and his military challenge of 'Who goes there?' rang through the silent ravine.
2074 'Travellers for Nevada,' said Jefferson Hope, with his hand upon the rifle which hung by his saddle.
2075 They could see the lonely watcher fingering his gun, and peering down at them as if dissatisfied at their reply. 2076 'By whose permission?' he asked.
2077 'The Holy Four,' answered Ferrier. 2078 His Mormon experiences had taught him that that was the highest authority to which he could refer.
2079 'Nine to seven,' cried the sentinel.
2080 'Seven to five,' returned Jefferson Hope promptly, remembering the countersign which he had heard in the garden.
2081 'Pass, and the Lord go with you,' said the voice from above. 2082 Beyond his post the path broadened out, and the horses were able to break into a trot. 2083 Looking back, they could see the solitary watcher leaning upon his gun, and knew that they had passed the outlying post of the chosen people, and that freedom lay before them.

2084 CHAPTER 5: The Avenging Angels

2085 All night their course lay through intricate defiles and over irregular and rock-strewn paths. 2086 More than once they lost their way, but Hope's intimate knowledge of the mountains enabled them to regain the track once more. 2087 When morning broke, a scene of marvellous though savage beauty lay before them. 2088 In every direction the great snowcapped peaks hemmed them in, peeping over each other's shoulders to the far horizon. 2089 So steep were the rocky banks on either side of them that the larch and the pine seemed to be suspended over their heads, and to need only a gust of wind to come hurtling down upon them. 2090 Nor was the fear entirely an illusion, for the barren valley was thickly strewn with trees and boulders which had fallen in a similar manner. 2091 Even as they passed, a great rock came thundering down with a hoarse rattle which woke the echoes in the silent gorges, and startled the weary horses into a gallop.
2092 As the sun rose slowly above the eastern horizon, the caps of the great mountains lit up one after the other, like lamps at a festival, until they were all ruddy and glowing. 2093 The magnificent spectacle cheered the hearts of the three fugitives and gave them fresh energy. 2094 At a wild torrent which swept out of a ravine they called a halt and watered their horses, while they partook of a hasty breakfast. 2095 Lucy and her father would fain have rested longer, but Jefferson Hope was inexorable. 2096 'They will be upon our track by this time,' he said. 2097 'Everything depends upon our speed. 2098 Once safe in Carson, we may rest for the remainder of our lives.'
2099 During the whole of that day they struggled on through the defiles, and by evening they calculated that they were more than thirty miles from their enemies. 2100 At night-time they chose the base of a beetling crag, where the rocks offered some protection from the chill wind, and there, huddled together for warmth, they enjoyed a few hours' sleep. 2101 Before daybreak, however, they were up and on their way once more. 2102 They had seen no signs of any pursuers, and Jefferson Hope began to think that they were fairly out of the reach of the terrible organization whose enmity they had incurred. 2103 He little knew how far that iron grasp could reach, or how soon it was to close upon them and crush them.
2104 About the middle of the second day of their flight their scanty store of provisions began to run out. 2105 This gave the hunter little uneasiness, however, for there was game to be had among the mountains, and he had frequently before had to depend upon his rifle for the needs of life. 2106 Choosing a sheltered nook, he piled together a few dried branches and made a blazing fire, at which his companions might warm themselves, for they were now nearly five thousand feet above the sea level, and the air was bitter and keen. 2107 Having tethered the horses, and bade Lucy adieu, he threw his gun over his shoulder, and set out in search of whatever chance might throw in his way. 2108 Looking back, he saw the old man and the young girl crouching over the blazing fire, while the three animals stood motionless in the background. 2109 Then the intervening rocks hid them from his view.
2110 He walked for a couple of miles through one ravine after another without success, though, from the marks upon the bark of the trees, and other indications, he judged that there were numerous bears in the vicinity At last, after two or three hours' fruitless search, he was thinking of turning back in despair, when casting his eyes upwards he saw a sight which sent a thrill of pleasure through his heart. 2111 On the edge of a jutting pinnacle, three or four hundred feet above him, there stood a creature somewhat resembling a sheep in appearance, but armed with a pair of gigantic horns. 2112 The big-horn - for so it is called - was acting, probably, as a guardian over a flock which were invisible to the hunter; but fortunately it was heading in the opposite direction, and had not perceived him. 2113 Lying on his face, he rested his rifle upon a rock, and took a long and steady aim before drawing the trigger. 2114 The animal sprang into the air, tottered for a moment upon the edge of the precipice, and then came crashing down into the valley beneath.
2115 The creature was too unwieldy to lift, so the hunter contented himself with cutting away one haunch and part of the flank. 2116 With this trophy over his shoulder, he hastened to retrace his steps, for the evening was already drawing in. 2117 He had hardly started, however, before he realized the difficulty which faced him. 2118 In his eagerness he had wandered far past the ravines which were known to him, and it was no easy matter to pick out the path which he had taken The valley in which he found himself divided and sub-divided into many gorges, which were so like each other that it was impossible to distinguish one from the other. 2119 He followed one for a mile or more until he came to a mountain torrent which he was sure that he had never seen before. 2120 Convinced that he had taken the wrong turn, he tried another, but with the same result. 2121 Night was coming on rapidly, and it was almost dark before he at last found himself in a defile which was familiar to him. 2122 Even then it was no easy matter to keep to the right track, for the moon had not yet risen, and the high cliffs on either side made the obscurity more profound. 2123 Weighed down with his burden, and weary from his exertions, he stumbled along, keeping up his heart by the reflection that every step brought him nearer to Lucy, and that he carried with him enough to ensure them food for the remainder of their journey.
2124 He had now come to the mouth of the very defile in which he had left them. 2125 Even in the darkness he could recognize the outline of the cliffs which bounded it. 2126 They must, he reflected, be awaiting him anxiously, for he had been absent nearly five hours. 2127 In the gladness of his heart he put his hands to his mouth and made the glen re-echo to a loud halloo as a signal that he was coming. 2128 He paused and listened for an answer. 2129 None came save his own cry, which clattered up the dreary, silent ravines, and was borne back to his ears in countless repetitions. 2130 Again he shouted, even louder than before, and again no whisper came back from the friends whom he had left such a short time ago. 2131 A vague, nameless dread came over him, and he hurried onwards frantically, dropping the precious food in his agitation.
2132 When he turned the corner, he came full in sight of the spot where the fire had been lit. 2133 There was still a glowing pile of wood ashes there, but it had evidently not been tended since his departure. 2134 The same dead silence still reigned all round. 2135 With his fears all changed to convictions, he hurried on. 2136 There was no living creature near the remains of the fire: animals, man, maiden, all were gone. 2137 It was only too clear that some sudden and terrible disaster had occurred during his absence - a disaster which had embraced them all, and yet had left no traces behind it.
2138 Bewildered and stunned by this blow, Jefferson Hope felt his head spin round, and had to lean upon his rifle to save himself from falling. 2139 He was essentially a man of action, however, and speedily recovered from his temporary impotence. 2140 Seizing a half-consumed piece of wood from the smouldering fire, he blew it into a flame, and proceeded with its help to examine the little camp. 2141 The ground was all stamped down by the feet of horses, showing that a large party of mounted men had overtaken the fugitives, and the direction of their tracks proved that they had afterwards turned back to Salt Lake City. 2142 Had they carried back both of his companions with them? 2143 Jefferson Hope had almost persuaded himself that they must have done so, when his eye fell upon an object which made every nerve of his body tingle within him. 2144 A little way on one side of the camp was a low-lying heap of reddish soil, which had assuredly not been there before. 2145 There was no mistaking it for anything but a newly-dug grave. 2146 As the young hunter approached it, he perceived that a stick had been planted on it, with a sheet of paper stuck in the cleft fork of it. 2147 The inscription upon the paper was brief, but to the point:

2149 Formerly of Salt Lake City
2150 Died August 4th

2151 The sturdy old man, whom he had left so short a time before, was gone, then, and this was all his epitaph. 2152 Jefferson Hope looked wildly round to see if there was a second grave, but there was no sign of one. 2153 Lucy had been carried back by their terrible pursuers to fulfil her original destiny, by becoming one of the harem of the Elder's son. 2154 As the young fellow realized the certainty of her fate, and his own powerlessness to prevent it, he wished that he, too, was lying with the old farmer in his last silent resting-place.
2155 Again, however, his active spirit shook off the lethargy which springs from despair. 2156 If there was nothing else left to him, he could at least devote his life to revenge. 2157 With indomitable patience and perseverance, Jefferson Hope possessed also a power of sustained vindictiveness, which he may have learned from the Indians amongst whom he had lived. 2158 As he stood by the desolate fire, he felt that the only one thing which could assuage his grief would be thorough and complete retribution, brought by his own hand upon his enemies. 2159 His strong will and untiring energy should, he determined, be devoted to that one end. 2160 With a grim, white face, he retraced his steps to where he had dropped the food, and having stirred up the smouldering fire, he cooked enough to last him for a few days. 2161 This he made up into a bundle, and, tired as he was, he set himself to walk back through the mountains upon the track of the avenging angels.
2162 For five days he toiled footsore and weary through the defiles which he had already traversed on horseback. 2163 At night he flung himself down among the rocks, and snatched a few hours of sleep; but before daybreak he was always well on his way. 2164 On the sixth day, he reached the Eagle Cañon, from which they had commenced their ill-fated flight. 2165 Thence he could look down upon the home of the Saints. 2166 Worn and exhausted, he leaned upon his rifle and shook his gaunt hand fiercely at the silent widespread city beneath him. 2167 As he looked at it, he observed that there were flags in some of the principal streets, and other signs of festivity. 2168 He was still speculating as to what this might mean when he heard the clatter of horse's hoofs, and saw a mounted man riding towards him. 2169 As he approached, he recognized him as a Mormon named Cowper, to whom he had rendered services at different times. 2170 He therefore accosted him when he got up to him, with the object of finding out what Lucy Ferrier's fate had been.
2171 'I am Jefferson Hope,' he said. 2172 'You remember me.'
2173 The Mormon looked at him with undisguised astonishment - indeed, it was difficult to recognize in this tattered, unkempt wanderer, with ghastly white face and fierce, wild eyes, the spruce young hunter of former days. 2174 Having, however, at last satisfied himself as to his identity, the man's surprise changed to consternation.
2175 'You are mad to come here,' he cried. 2176 'It is as much as my own life is worth to be seen talking with you. 2177 There is a warrant against you from the Holy Four for assisting the Ferriers away.'
2178 'I don't fear them, or their warrant,' Hope said, earnestly. 2179 'You must know something of this matter, Cowper. 2180 I conjure you by everything you hold dear to answer a few questions. 2181 We have always been friends. 2182 For God's sake, don't refuse to answer me.'
2183 'What is it?' the Mormon asked uneasily. 2184 'Be quick. 2185 The very rocks have ears and the trees eyes.'
2186 'What has become of Lucy Ferrier?'
2187 'She was married yesterday to young Drebber. 2188 Hold up, man, hold up; you have no life left in you.'
2189 'Don't mind me,' said Hope faintly. 2190 He was white to the very lips, and had sunk down on the stone against which he had been leaning. 2191 'Married you say?'
2192 'Married yesterday - that's what those flags are for on the Endowment House. 2193 There was some words between young Drebber and young Stangerson as to which was to have her. 2194 They'd both been in the party that followed them, and Stangerson had shot her father, which seemed to give him the best claim; but when they argued it out in council, Drebber's party was the stronger, so the Prophet gave her over to him. 2195 No one won't have her very long though, for I saw death in her face yesterday. 2196 She is more like a ghost than a woman. 2197 Are you off, then?'
2198 'Yes, I am off,' said Jefferson Hope, who had risen from his seat. 2199 His face might have been chiselled out of marble, so hard and set was its expression, while its eyes glowed with a baleful light.
2200 'Where are you going?'
2201 'Never mind,' he answered; and, slinging his weapon over his shoulder, strode off down the gorge and so away into the heart of the mountains to the haunts of the wild beasts. 2202 Amongst them all there was none so fierce and so dangerous as himself.
2203 The prediction of the Mormon was only too well fulfilled. 2204 Whether it was the terrible death of her father or the effects of the hateful marriage into which she had been forced, poor Lucy never held up her head again, but pined away and died within a month. 2205 Her sottish husband, who had married her principally for the sake of John Ferrier's property, did not affect any great grief at his bereavement; but his other wives mourned over her, and sat up with her the night before the burial, as is the Mormon custom. 2206 They were grouped round the bier in the early hours of the morning, when, to their inexpressible fear and astonishment, the door was flung open, and a savage-looking, weather-beaten man in tattered garments strode into the room. 2207 Without a glance or a word to the cowering women, he walked up to the white silent figure which had once contained the pure soul of Lucy Ferrier. 2208 Stooping over her, he pressed his lips reverently to her cold forehead, and then, snatching up her hand, he took the wedding-ring from her finger. 2209 'She shall not be buried in that,' he cried with a fierce snarl, and before an alarm could be raised sprang down the stairs and was gone. 2210 So strange and so brief was the episode that the watchers might have found it hard to believe it themselves or persuade other people of it, had it not been for the undeniable fact that the circlet of gold which marked her as having been a bride had disappeared.
2211 For some months Jefferson Hope lingered among the mountains, leading a strange wild life, and nursing in his heart the fierce desire for vengeance which possessed him. 2212 Tales were told in the city of the weird figure which was seen prowling about the suburbs, and which haunted the lonely mountain gorges. 2213 Once a bullet whistled through Stangerson's window and flattened itself upon the wall within a foot of him. 2214 On another occasion, as Drebber passed under a cliff a great boulder crashed down on him, and he only escaped a terrible death by throwing himself upon his face. 2215 The two young Mormons were not long in discovering the reason of these attempts upon their lives and led repeated expeditions into the mountains in the hope of capturing or killing their enemy, but always without success. 2216 Then they adopted the precaution of never going out alone or after night-fall, and of having their houses guarded. 2217 After a time they were able to relax these measures, for nothing was either heard or seen of their opponent, and they hoped that time had cooled his vindictiveness.
2218 Far from doing so, it had, if anything, augmented it. 2219 The hunter's mind was of a hard, unyielding nature, and the predominant idea of revenge had taken such complete possession of it that there was no room for any other emotion. 2220 He was, however, above all things, practical. 2221 He soon realized that even his iron constitution could not stand the incessant strain which he was putting upon it. 2222 Exposure and want of wholesome food were wearing him out. 2223 If he died like a dog among the mountains, what was to become of his revenge then? 2224 And yet such a death was sure to overtake him if he persisted. 2225 He felt that that was to play his enemy's game, so he reluctantly returned to the old Nevada mines, there to recruit his health and to amass money enough to allow him to pursue his object without privation.
2226 His intention had been to be absent a year at the most, but a combination of unforeseen circumstances prevented his leaving the mines for nearly five. 2227 At the end of that time, however, his memory of his wrongs and his craving for revenge were quite as keen as on that memorable flight when he had stood by John Ferrier's grave. 2228 Disguised, and under an assumed name, he returned to Salt Lake City, careless what became of his own life, as long as he obtained what he knew to be justice. 2229 There he found evil tidings awaiting him. 2230 There had been a schism among the Chosen People a few months before, some of the younger members of the Church having rebelled against the authority of the Elders, and the result had been the secession of a certain number of the malcontents, who had left Utah and become Gentiles. 2231 Among these had been Drebber and Stangerson; and no one knew whither they had gone. 2232 Rumour reported that Drebber had managed to convert a large part of his property into money, and that he had departed a wealthy man, while his companion, Stangerson, was comparatively poor. 2233 There was no clue at all, however, as to their whereabouts.
2234 Many a man, however vindictive, would have abandoned all thought of revenge in the face of such a difficulty, but Jefferson Hope never faltered for a moment. 2235 With the small competence he possessed, eked out by such employment as he could pick up, he travelled from town to town through the United States in quest of his enemies. 2236 Year passed into year, his black hair turned grizzled, but still he wandered on, a human bloodhound, with his mind wholly set upon the one object to which he had devoted his life. 2237 At last his perseverance was rewarded. 2238 It was but a glance of a face in a window, but that one glance told him that Cleveland in Ohio possessed the men whom he was in pursuit of. 2239 He returned to his miserable lodgings with his plan of vengeance all arranged. 2240 It chanced, however, that Drebber, looking from his window, had recognized the vagrant in the street, and had read murder in his eyes. 2241 He hurried before a justice of the peace, accompanied by Stangerson, who had become his private secretary, and represented to him that they were in danger of their lives from the jealousy and hatred of an old rival. 2242 That evening Jefferson Hope was taken into custody, and not being able to find sureties, was detained for some weeks. 2243 When at last he was liberated it was only to find that Drebber's house was deserted, and that he and his secretary had departed for Europe.
2244 Again the avenger had been foiled, and again his concentrated hatred urged him to continue the pursuit. 2245 Funds were wanting, however, and for some time he had to return to work, saving every dollar for his approaching journey. 2246 At last, having collected enough to keep life in him, he departed for Europe, and tracked his enemies from city to city, working his way in any menial capacity, but never overtaking the fugitives. 2247 When he reached St Petersburg, they had departed for Paris; and when he followed them there, he learned that they had just set off for Copenhagen. 2248 At the Danish capital he was again a few days late, for they had journeyed on to London, where he at last succeeded in running them to earth. 2249 As to what occurred there, we cannot do better than quote the old hunter's own account, as duly recorded in Dr Watson's Journal, to which we are already under such obligations.

2250 CHAPTER 6: A Continuation of the Reminiscences of John Watson MD

2251 Our prisoner's furious resistance did not apparently indicate any ferocity in his disposition towards ourselves, for on finding himself powerless, he smiled in an affable manner, and expressed his hopes that he had not hurt any of us in the scuffle. 2252 'I guess you're going to take me to the police-station,' he remarked to Sherlock Holmes. 2253 'My cab's at the door. 2254 If you'll loose my legs I'll walk down to it. 2255 I'm not so light to lift as I used to be.'
2256 Gregson and Lestrade exchanged glances, as if they thought this proposition rather a bold one; but Holmes at once took the prisoner at his word, and loosed the towel which he had bound round his ankles. 2257 He rose and stretched his legs, as though to assure himself that they were free once more. 2258 I remember that I thought to myself, as I eyed him, that I had seldom seen a more powerfully-built man; and his dark, sun-burned face bore an expression of determination and energy which was as formidable as his personal strength.
2259 'If there's a vacant place for a chief of the police, I reckon you are the man for it,' he said, gazing with undisguised admiration at my fellow-lodger. 2260 The way you kept on my trail was a caution.'
2261 'You had better come with me,' said Holmes to the two detectives.
2262 'I can drive you,' said Lestrade.
2263 'Good, and Gregson can come inside with me. 2264 You, too, Doctor. 2265 You have taken an interest in the case, and may as well stick to us.'
2266 I assented gladly, and we all descended together. 2267 Our prisoner made no attempt at escape, but stepped calmly into the cab which had been his, and we followed him. 2268 Lestrade mounted the box, whipped up the horse, and brought us in a very short time to our destination. 2269 We were ushered into a small chamber, where a police inspector noted down our prisoner's name and the names of the men with whose murder he had been charged. 2270 The official was a white-faced, unemotional man, who went through his duties in a dull, mechanical way. 2271 The prisoner will be put before the magistrates in the course of the week,' he said; 'in the meantime, Mr Jefferson Hope, have you anything that you wish to say? 2272 I must warn you that your words will be taken down, and may be used against you.'
2273 'I've got a good deal to say,' our prisoner said slowly. 2274 'I want to tell you gentlemen all about it.'
2275 'Hadn't you better reserve that for your trial?' asked the inspector.
2276 'I may never be tried,' he answered. 2277 'You needn't look startled. 2278 It isn't suicide I am thinking of. 2279 Are you a doctor?' 2280 He turned his fierce dark eyes upon me as he asked this last question.
2281 'Yes, I am,' I answered.
2282 'Then put your hand here,' he said, with a smile, motioning with his manacled wrists towards his chest.
2283 I did so; and became at once conscious of an extraordinary throbbing and commotion which was going on inside. 2284 The walls of his chest seemed to thrill and quiver as a frail building would do inside which some powerful engine was at work. 2285 In the silence of the room I could hear a dull humming and buzzing noise which proceeded from the same source.
2286 'Why,' I cried, 'you have an aortic aneurism!'
2287 'That's what they call it,' he said, placidly. 2288 'I went to a doctor last week about it, and he told me that it is bound to burst before many days passed. 2289 It has been getting worse for years. 2290 I got it from over-exposure and under-feeding among the Salt Lake Mountains. 2291 I've done my work now, and I don't care how soon I go, but I should like to leave an account of the business behind me. 2292 I don't want to be remembered as a common cut-throat.'
2293 The inspector and the two detectives had a hurried discussion as to the advisability of allowing him to tell his story.
2294 'Do you consider, Doctor, that there is immediate danger?' the former asked.
2295 'Most certainly there is,' I answered.
2296 'In that case it is clearly our duty, in the interests of justice, to take his statement,' said the inspector. 2297 'You are at liberty, sir, to give your account, which I again warn you will be taken down.'
2298 'I'll sit down, with your leave,' the prisoner said, suiting the action to the word. 2299 'This aneurism of mine makes me easily tired, and the tussle we had half an hour ago has not mended matters. 2300 I'm on the brink of the grave, and I am not likely to lie to you. 2301 Every word I say is the absolute truth, and how you use it is a matter of no consequence to me.
2302 With these words, Jefferson Hope leaned back in his chair and began the following remarkable statement. 2303 He spoke in a calm and methodical manner, as though the events which he narrated were commonplace enough. 2304 I can vouch for the accuracy of the subjoined account, for I have had access to Lestrade's note-book, in which the prisoner's words were taken down exactly as they were uttered.
2305 'It don't much matter to you why I hated these men,' he said; 'it's enough that they were guilty of the death of two human beings - a father and a daughter - and that they had, therefore, forfeited their own lives. 2306 After the lapse of time that has passed since their crime, it was impossible for me to secure a conviction against them in any court. 2307 I knew of their guilt though, and I determined that I should be judge, jury and executioner all rolled into one. 2308 You'd have done the same, if you have any manhood in you, if you had been in my place.
2309 'That girl that I spoke of was to have married me twenty years ago. 2310 She was forced into marrying that same Drebber, and broke her heart over it. 2311 I took the marriage ring from her dead finger, and I vowed that his dying eyes should rest upon that very ring, and that his last thoughts should be of the crime for which he was punished. 2312 I have carried it about with me, and have followed him and his accomplice over two continents until I caught them. 2313 They thought to tire me out, but they could not do it. 2314 If I die tomorrow, as is likely enough, I die knowing that my work in this world is done, and well done. 2315 They have perished, and by my hand. 2316 There is nothing left for me to hope for, or to desire.
2317 'They were rich and I was poor, so that it was no easy matter for me to follow them. 2318 When I got to London my pocket was about empty, and I found that I must turn my hand to something for my living. 2319 Driving and riding are as natural to me as walking, so I applied at a cab-owner's office, and soon got employment. 2320 I was to bring a certain sum a week to the owner, and whatever was over that I might keep for myself. 2321 There was seldom much over, but I managed to scrape along somehow. 2322 The hardest job was to learn my way about, for I reckon that of all the mazes that ever were contrived, this city is the most confusing. 2323 I had a map beside me though, and when once I had spotted the principal hotels and stations, I got on pretty well.
2324 'It was some time before I found out where my two gentlemen were living; but I inquired and inquired until at last I dropped across them. 2325 They were at a boarding-house at Camberwell, over on the other side of the river. 2326 When once I found them out, I knew that I had them at my mercy. 2327 I had grown my beard, and there was no chance of their recognizing me. 2328 I would dog them and follow them until I saw my opportunity. 2329 I was determined that they should not escape me again.
2330 'They were very near doing it for all that. 2331 Go where they would about London, I was always at their heels. 2332 Sometimes I followed them on my cab, and sometimes on foot, but the former was the best, for then they could not get away from me. 2333 It was only early in the morning or late at night that I could earn anything, so that I began to get behindhand with my employer. 2334 I did not mind that, however, as long as I could lay my hand upon the men I wanted.
2335 'They were very cunning, though. 2336 They must have thought that there was some chance of their being followed, for they would never go out alone, and never after night-fall. 2337 During two weeks I drove behind them every day, and never once saw them separate. 2338 Drebber himself was drunk half the time, but Stangerson was not to be caught napping. 2339 I watched them late and early, but never saw the ghost of a chance; but I was not discouraged, for something told me that the hour had almost come. 2340 My only fear was that this thing in my chest might burst a little too soon and leave my work undone.
2341 'At last, one evening I was driving up and down Torquay Terrace, as the street was called in which they boarded, when I saw a cab drive up to their door. 2342 Presently some luggage was brought out and after a time Drebber and Stangerson followed it, and drove off. 2343 I whipped up my horse and kept within sight of them, feeling very ill at ease, for I feared that they were going to shift their quarters. 2344 At Euston Station they got out, and I left a boy to hold my horse and followed them on to the platform. 2345 I heard them ask for the Liverpool train, and the guard answer that one had just gone, and there would not be another for some hours. 2346 Stangerson seemed to be put out at that, but Drebber was rather pleased than otherwise. 2347 I got so close to them in the bustle that I could hear every word that passed between them. 2348 Drebber said that he had a little business of his own to do, and that if the other would wait for him he would soon rejoin him. 2349 His companion remonstrated with him, and reminded him that they had resolved to stick together. 2350 Drebber answered that the matter was a delicate one, and that he must go alone. 2351 I could not catch what Stangerson said to that, but the other burst out swearing, and reminded him that he was nothing more than his paid servant, and that he must not presume to dictate to him. 2352 On that the secretary gave it up as a bad job, and simply bargained with him that if he missed the last train he should rejoin him at Halliday's Private Hotel; to which Drebber answered that he would be back on the platform before eleven, and made his way out of the station.
2353 'The moment for which I had waited so long had at last come. 2354 I had my enemies within my power. 2355 Together they could protect each other, but singly they were at my mercy. 2356 I did not act, however, with undue precipitation. 2357 My plans were already formed. 2358 There is no satisfaction in vengeance unless the offender has time to realize who it is that strikes him, and why retribution has come upon him. 2359 I had my plans arranged by which I should have the opportunity of making the man who had wronged me understand that his old sin had found him out. 2360 It chanced that some days before a gentleman who had been engaged in looking over some houses in the Brixton Road had dropped the key of one of them in my carriage. 2361 It was claimed that same evening, and returned; but in the interval I had taken a moulding of it, and had a duplicate constructed. 2362 By means of this I had access to at least one spot in this great city where I could rely upon being free from interruption. 2363 How to get Drebber to that house was the difficult problem which I had now to solve.
2364 'He walked down the road and went into one or two liquor shops, staying for nearly half an hour in the last of them. 2365 When he came out, he staggered in his walk, and was evidently pretty well on. 2366 There was a hansom just in front of me, and he hailed it. 2367 I followed it so close that the nose of my horse was within a yard of his driver the whole way. 2368 We rattled across Waterloo Bridge and through miles of streets, until, to my astonishment, we found ourselves back in the terrace in which he had boarded. 2369 I could not imagine what his intention was in returning there; but I went on and pulled up my cab a hundred yards or so from the house. 2370 He entered it, and his hansom drove away. 2371 Give me a glass of water, if you please. 2372 My mouth gets dry with the talking.'
2373 I handed him the glass, and he drank it down.
2374 'That's better,' he said. 2375 'Well, I waited for a quarter of an hour, or more, when suddenly there came a noise like people struggling inside the house. 2376 Next moment the door was flung open and two men appeared, one of whom was Drebber, and the other was a young man whom I had never seen before. 2377 This fellow had Drebber by the collar, and when they came to the head of the steps he gave him a shove and a kick which sent him half across the road. 2378 "You hound!" he cried, shaking his stick at him; "I'll teach you to insult an honest girl!" 2379 He was so hot that I think he would have thrashed Drebber with his cudgel, only that the cur staggered away down the road as fast as his legs would carry him. 2380 He ran as far as the corner, and then seeing my cab, he hailed me and jumped in. 2381 "Drive me to Halliday's Private Hotel," said he.
2382 'When I had him fairly inside my cab, my heart jumped so with joy that I feared lest at this last moment my aneurism might go wrong. 2383 I drove along slowly, weighing in my own mind what it was best to do. 2384 I might take him right out into the country, and there in some deserted lane have my last interview with him. 2385 I had almost decided upon this, when he solved the problem for me. 2386 The craze for drink had seized him again, and he ordered me to pull up outside a gin palace. 2387 He went in, leaving word that I should wait for him. 2388 There he remained until closing time, and when he came out he was so far gone that I knew the game was in my own hands.
2389 'Don't imagine that I intended to kill him in cold blood. 2390 It would only have been rigid justice if I had done so, but I could not bring myself to do it. 2391 I had long determined that he should have a show for his life if he chose to take advantage of it. 2392 Among the many billets which I have filled in America during my wandering life, I was once janitor and sweeper-out of the laboratory at York College. 2393 One day the professor was lecturing on poisons, and he showed his students some alkaloid, as he called it, which he had extracted from some South American arrow poison, and which was so powerful that the least grain meant instant death. 2394 I spotted the bottle in which this preparation was kept, and when they were all gone, I helped myself to a little of it. 2395 I was a fairly good dispenser, so I worked this alkaloid into small, soluble pills, and each pill I put in a box with a similar pill made without the poison. 2396 I determined at the time that when I had my chance my gentlemen should each have a draw out of one of these boxes, while I ate the pill that remained. 2397 It would be quite as deadly and a good deal less noisy than firing across a handkerchief. 2398 From that day I had always my pill boxes about with me, and the time had now come when I was to use them.
2399 'It was nearer one than twelve, and a wild, bleak night, blowing hard and raining in torrents. 2400 Dismal as it was outside, I was glad within - so glad that I could have shouted out from pure exultation. 2401 If any of you gentlemen have ever pined for a thing, and longed for it during twenty long years, and then suddenly found it within your reach you would understand my feelings. 2402 I lit a cigar, and puffed at it to steady my nerves, but my hands were trembling and my temples throbbing with excitement. 2403 As I drove, I could see old John Ferrier and sweet Lucy looking at me out of the darkness and smiling at me, just as plain as I see you all in this room. 2404 All the way they were ahead of me, one on each side of the horse, until I pulled up at the house in the Brixton Road.
2405 'There was not a soul to be seen, nor a sound to be heard, except the dripping of the rain. 2406 When I looked in at the window, I found Drebber all huddled together in a drunken sleep. 2407 I shook him by the arm, "It's time to get out," I said.
2408 '"All right, cabby," said he.
2409 'I suppose he thought we had come to the hotel that he had mentioned, for he got out without another word, and followed me down the garden. 2410 I had to walk beside him to keep him steady, for he was still a little top-heavy. 2411 When we came to the door, I opened it, and led him into the front room. 2412 I give my word that all the way, the father and the daughter were walking in front of us.
2413 '"It's infernally dark," said he, stamping about.
2414 '"We'll soon have a light," I said, striking a match and putting it to a wax candle which I had brought with me. 2415 "Now, Enoch Drebber," I continued, turning to him, and holding the light to my own face, "who am I?"
2416 'He gazed at me with bleared, drunken eyes for a moment, and then I saw a horror spring up in them, and convulse his whole features, which showed me that he knew me. 2417 He staggered back with a livid face, and I saw the perspiration break out upon his brow, while his teeth chattered in his head. 2418 At the sight I leaned my back against the door and laughed loud and long. 2419 I had always known that vengeance would be sweet, but I had never hoped for the contentment of soul which now possessed me.
2420 '"You dog!" I said; "I have hunted you from Salt Lake City to St Petersburg, and you have always escaped me. 2421 Now, at last your wanderings have come to an end, for either you or I shall never see tomorrow's sun rise." 2422 He shrunk still farther away as I spoke, and I could see on his face that he thought I was mad. 2423 So I was for the time. 2424 The pulses in my temples beat like sledge-hammers, and I believe I would have had a fit of some sort if the blood had not gushed from my nose and relieved me.
2425 '"What do you think of Lucy Ferrier now?" I cried, locking the door, and shaking the key in his face. 2426 "Punishment has been slow in coming, but it has overtaken you at last." 2427 I saw his coward lips tremble as I spoke. 2428 He would have begged for his life, but he knew well that it was useless.
2429 '"Would you murder me?" he stammered.
2430 '"There is no murder," I answered. 2431 "Who talks of murdering a mad dog? 2432 What mercy had you upon my poor darling, when you dragged her from her slaughtered father, and bore her away to your accursed and shameless harem."
2433 '"It was not I who killed her father," he cried.
2434 '"But it was you who broke her innocent heart," I shrieked, thrusting the box before him. 2435 "Let the high God judge between us. 2436 Choose and eat. 2437 There is death in one and life in the other. 2438 I shall take what you leave. 2439 Let us see if there is justice upon the earth, or if we are ruled by chance."
2440 'He cowered away with wild cries and prayers for mercy, but I drew my knife and held it to his throat until he had obeyed me. 2441 Then I swallowed the other, and we stood facing one another in silence for a minute or more, waiting to see which was to live and which was to die. 2442 Shall I ever forget the look which came over his face when the first warning pangs told him that the poison was in his system? 2443 I laughed as I saw it, and held Lucy's marriage ring in front of his eyes. 2444 It was but for a moment, for the action of the alkaloid is rapid. 2445 A spasm of pain contorted his features; he threw his hands out in front of him, staggered, and then, with a hoarse cry, fell heavily upon the floor. 2446 I turned him over with my foot, and placed my hand upon his heart. 2447 There was no movement. 2448 He was dead!
2449 'The blood had been streaming from my nose, but I had taken no notice of it. 2450 I don't know what it was that put it into my head to write upon the wall with it. 2451 Perhaps it was some mischievous idea of setting the police upon a wrong track, for I felt light-hearted and cheerful. 2452 I remembered a German being found in New York with RACHE written up above him, and it was argued at the time in the newspapers that the secret societies must have done it. 2453 I guessed that what puzzled the New Yorkers would puzzle the Londoners, so I dipped my finger in my own blood and printed it on a convenient place on the wall. 2454 Then I walked down to my cab and found that there was nobody about, and that the night was still very wild. 2455 I had driven some distance, when I put my hand into the pocket in which I usually kept Lucy's ring, and found that it was not there. 2456 I was thunderstruck at this, for it was the only memento that I had of her. 2457 Thinking that I might have dropped it when I stooped over Drebber's body, I drove back, and leaving my cab in a side street, I went boldly up to the house - for I was ready to dare anything rather than lose the ring. 2458 When I arrived there, I walked right into the arms of a police-officer who was coming out, and only managed to disarm his suspicions by pretending to be hopelessly drunk.
2459 'That was how Enoch Drebber came to his end. 2460 All I had to do then was to do as much for Stangerson, and so pay off John Ferrier's debt. 2461 I knew that he was staying at Halliday's Private Hotel, and I hung about all day, but he never came out. 2462 I fancy that he suspected something when Drebber failed to put in an appearance. 2463 He was cunning, was Stangerson, and always on his guard. 2464 If he thought he could keep me off by staying indoors he was very much mistaken. 2465 I soon found out which was the window of his bed-room, and early next morning I took advantage of some ladders which were lying in the lane behind the hotel, and so made my way into his room in the grey of the dawn. 2466 I woke him up and told him that the hour had come when he was to answer for the life he had taken so long before. 2467 I described Drebber's death to him, and I gave him the same choice of the poisoned pills. 2468 Instead of grasping at the chance of safety which that offered him, he sprang from his bed and flew at my throat. 2469 In self-defence I stabbed him to the heart. 2470 It would have been the same in any case, for Providence would never have allowed his guilty hand to pick out anything but the poison.
2471 'I have little more to say and it's as well, for I am about done up. 2472 I went on cabbing it for a day or so, intending to keep at it until I could save enough to take me back to America. 2473 I was standing in the yard when a ragged youngster asked if there was a cabby there called Jefferson Hope, and said that his cab was wanted by a gentleman at 221B, Baker Street. 2474 I went round suspecting no harm, and the next thing I knew, this young man here had the bracelets on my wrists, and as neatly shackled as ever I saw in my life. 2475 That's the whole of my story, gentlemen. 2476 You may consider me to be a murderer; but I hold that I am just as much an officer of justice as you are.'
2477 So thrilling had the man's narrative been and his manner was so impressive that we had sat silent and absorbed. 2478 Even the professional detectives, blasé as they were in every detail of crime, appeared to be keenly interested in the man's story. 2479 When he finished, we sat for some minutes in a stillness which was only broken by the scratching of Lestrade's pencil as he gave the finishing touches to his shorthand account.
2480 'There is only one point on which I should like a little more information,' Sherlock Holmes said at last. 2481 'Who was your accomplice who came for the ring which I advertised?'
2482 The prisoner winked at my friend jocosely. 2483 'I can tell my own secrets,' he said, 'but I don't get other people into trouble. 2484 I saw your advertisement, and I thought it might be a plant, or it might be the ring which I wanted. 2485 My friend volunteered to go and see. 2486 I think you'll own he did it smartly.'
2487 'Not a doubt of that,' said Holmes heartily.
2488 'Now, gentlemen,' the inspector remarked, gravely, 'the forms of the law must be complied with. 2489 On Thursday the prisoner will be brought before the magistrates, and your attendance will be required. 2490 Until then I will be responsible for him.' 2491 He rang the bell as he spoke, and Jefferson Hope was led off by a couple of warders, while my friend and I made our way out of the station and took a cab back to Baker Street.

2492 CHAPTER 7: The Conclusion

2493 We had all been warned to appear before the magistrates upon the Thursday; but when the Thursday came there was no occasion for our testimony. 2494 A higher Judge had taken the matter in hand, and Jefferson Hope had been summoned before a tribunal where strict justice would be meted out to him. 2495 On the very night after his capture the aneurism burst, and he was found in the morning stretched upon the floor of the cell, with a placid smile upon his face, as though he had been able in his dying moments to look back upon a useful life, and on work well done.
2496 'Gregson and Lestrade will be wild about his death,' Holmes remarked, as we chatted it over next evening. 2497 'Where will their grand advertisement be now?'
2498 'I don't see that they had very much to do with his capture,' I answered.
2499 'What you do in this world is a matter of no consequence: returned my companion, bitterly. 2500 'The question is, what can you make people believe that you have done. 2501 Never mind,' he continued, more brightly, after a pause. 2502 'I would not have missed the investigation for anything. 2503 There has been no better case within my recollection. 2504 Simple as it was, there were several most instructive points about it.'
2505 'Simple!' I ejaculated.
2506 'Well, really, it can hardly be described as otherwise,' said Sherlock Holmes, smiling at my surprise. 2507 'The proof of its intrinsic simplicity is, that without any help save a few very ordinary deductions I was able to lay my hand upon the criminal within three days.'
2508 'That is true,' said I.
2509 'I have already explained to you that what is out of the common is usually a guide rather than a hindrance. 2510 In solving a problem of this sort, the grand thing is to be able to reason backwards. 2511 That is a very useful accomplishment, and a very easy one, but people do not practise it much. 2512 In the every-day affairs of life it is more useful to reason forwards, and so the other comes to be neglected. 2513 There are fifty who can reason synthetically for one who can reason analytically.'
2514 'I confess,' said I, 'that I do not quite follow you.'
2515 'I hardly expected that you would. 2516 Let me see if I can make it clearer. 2517 Most people, if you describe a train of events to them, will tell you what the result would be. 2518 They can put those events together in their minds, and argue from them that something will come to pass. 2519 There are few people, however, who, if you told them a result, would be able to evolve from their own inner consciousness what the steps were which led up to that result. 2520 This power is what I mean when I talk of reasoning backwards, or analytically.'
2521 'I understand,' said I.
2522 'Now this was a case in which you were given the result and had to find everything else for yourself. 2523 Now let me endeavour to show you the different steps in my reasoning. 2524 To begin at the beginning. 2525 I approached the house, as you know, on foot, and with my mind entirely free from all impressions. 2526 I naturally began by examining the roadway, and there, as I have already explained to you, I saw clearly the marks of a cab, which, I ascertained by inquiry, must have been there during the night. 2527 I satisfied myself that it was a cab and not a private carriage by the narrow gauge of the wheels. 2528 The ordinary London growler is considerably less wide than a gentleman's brougham.
2529 'This was the first point gained. 2530 I then walked slowly down the garden path, which happened to be composed of a clay soil, peculiarly suitable for taking impressions. 2531 No doubt it appeared to you to be a mere trampled line of slush, but to my trained eyes every mark upon its surface had a meaning. 2532 There is no branch of detective science which is so important and so much neglected as the art of tracing footsteps. 2533 Happily, I have always laid great stress upon it, and much practice has made it second nature to me. 2534 I saw the heavy footmarks of the constables, but I saw also the track of the two men who had first passed through the garden. 2535 It was easy to tell that they had been before the others, because in places their marks had been entirely obliterated by the others coming upon the top of them. 2536 In this way my second link was formed, which told me that the nocturnal visitors were two in number, one remarkable for his height (as I calculated from the length of his stride) and the other fashionably dressed, to judge from the small and elegant impression left by his boots.
2537 'On entering the house this last inference was confirmed. 2538 My well-booted man lay before me. 2539 The tall one, then, had done the murder, if murder there was. 2540 There was no wound upon the dead man's person, but the agitated expression upon his face assured me that he had foreseen his fate before it came upon him. 2541 Men who die from heart disease, or any sudden natural cause, never by any chance exhibit agitation upon their features. 2542 Having sniffed the dead man's lips, I detected a slightly sour smell, and I came to the conclusion that he had had poison forced upon him. 2543 Again, I argued that it had been forced upon him from the hatred and fear expressed upon his face. 2544 By the method of exclusion, I had arrived at this result, for no other hypothesis would meet the facts. 2545 Do not imagine that it was a very unheard-of idea. 2546 The forcible administration of poison is by no means a new thing in criminal annals. 2547 The cases of Dolsky in Odessa, and of Leturier in Montpellier, will occur at once to any toxicologist.
2548 'And now came the great question as to the reason why. 2549 Robbery had not been the object of the murder, for nothing was taken. 2550 Was it politics, then, or was it a woman? 2551 That was the question which confronted me. 2552 I was inclined from the first to the latter supposition. 2553 Political assassins are only too glad to do their work and to fly. 2554 This murder had, on the contrary, been done most deliberately, and the perpetrator had left his tracks all over the room, showing that he had been there all the time. 2555 It must have been a private wrong, and not a political one, which called for such a methodical revenge. 2556 When the inscription was discovered upon the wall, I was more inclined than ever to my opinion. 2557 The thing was too evidently a blind. 2558 When the ring was found, however, it settled the question. 2559 Clearly the murderer had used it to remind his victim of some dead or absent woman. 2560 It was at this point that I asked Gregson whether he had inquired in his telegram to Cleveland as to any particular point in Mr Drebber's former career. 2561 He answered, you remember, in the negative.
2562 'I then proceeded to make a careful examination of the room, which confirmed me in my opinion as to the murderer's height, and furnished me with the additional details as to the Trichinopoly cigar and the length of his nails. 2563 I had already come to the conclusion, since there were no signs of a struggle, that the blood which covered the floor had burst from the murderer's nose in his excitement. 2564 I could perceive that the track of blood coincided with the track of his feet. 2565 It is seldom that any man, unless he is very full-blooded, breaks out in this way through emotion, so I hazarded the opinion that the criminal was probably a robust and ruddy-faced man. 2566 Events proved that I had judged correctly.
2567 'Having left the house, I proceeded to do what Gregson had neglected. 2568 I telegraphed to the head of the police at Cleveland, limiting my inquiry to the circumstances connected with the marriage of Enoch Drebber. 2569 The answer was conclusive. 2570 It told me that Drebber had already applied for the protection of the law against an old rival in love, named Jefferson Hope, and that this same Hope was at present in Europe. 2571 I knew now that I held the clue to the mystery in my hand, and all that remained was to secure the murderer.
2572 'I had already determined in my own mind that the man who had walked into the house with Drebber was none other than the man who had driven the cab. 2573 The marks in the road showed me that the horse had wandered on in a way which would have been impossible had there been anyone in charge of it. 2574 Where, then, could the driver be, unless he were inside the house? 2575 Again, it is absurd to suppose that any sane man would carry out a deliberate crime under the very eyes, as it were, of a third person, who was sure to betray him. 2576 Lastly, supposing one man wished to dog another through London, what better means could be adopt than to turn cab-driver. 2577 All these considerations led me to the irresistible conclusion that Jefferson Hope was to be found among the jarveys of the Metropolis.
2578 'If he had been one, there was no reason to believe that he had ceased to be. 2579 On the contrary, from his point of view, any sudden change would be likely to draw attention to himself. 2580 He would probably, for a time at least, continue to perform his duties. 2581 There was no reason to suppose that he was going under an assumed name. 2582 Why should he change his name in a country where no one knew his original one? 2583 I therefore organized my Street Arab detective corps, and sent them systematically to every cab proprietor in London until they ferreted out the man that I wanted. 2584 How well they succeeded, and how quickly I took advantage of it, are still fresh in your recollection. 2585 The murder of Stangerson was an incident which was entirely unexpected, but which could hardly in any case have been prevented. 2586 Through it, as you know, I came into possession of the pills, the existence of which I had already surmised. 2587 You see, the whole thing is a chain of logical sequences without a break or flaw.'
2588 'It is wonderful!' I cried. 2589 'Your merits should be publicly recognized. 2590 You should publish an account of the case. 2591 If you won't, I will for you.'
2592 'You may do what you like, Doctor,' he answered. 2593 'See here!' he continued, handing a paper over to me, 'look at this!'
2594 It was the Echo for the day, and the paragraph to which he pointed was devoted to the case in question.
2595 'The public,' it said, 'have lost a sensational treat through the sudden death of the man Hope, who was suspected of the murder of Mr Enoch Drebber and of Mr Joseph Stangerson. 2596 The details of the case will probably be never known now, though we are informed upon good authority that the crime was the result of an old-standing and romantic feud, in which love and Mormonism bore a part. 2597 It seems that both the victims belonged, in their younger days, to the Latter Day Saints, and Hope, the deceased prisoner, hails also from Salt Lake City. 2598 If the case has had no other effect, it, at least, brings out in the most striking manner the efficiency of our detective police force, and will serve as a lesson to all foreigners that they will do wisely to settle their feuds at home, and not to carry them on to British soil. 2599 It is an open secret that the credit of this smart capture belongs entirely to the well-known Scotland Yard officials, Messrs Lestrade and Gregson. 2600 The man was apprehended, it appears, in the rooms of a certain Mr Sherlock Holmes, who has himself, as an amateur, shown some talent in the detective line, and who, with such instructors, may hope in time to attain to some degree of their skill. 2601 It is expected that a testimonial of some sort will be presented to the two officers as a fitting recognition of their services.'
2602 'Didn't I tell you so when we started?' cried Sherlock Holmes, with a laugh. 2603 'That's the result of all our Study in Scarlet; to get them a testimonial!'
2604 'Never mind,' I answered; 'I have all the facts in my journal, and the public shall know them. 2605 In the meantime you must make yourself contented by the consciousness of success, like the Roman miser:
2606 '"Populus me sibilat, at mihi plaudo
2607 Ipse domi simul ac nummos contemplor in arca."'

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