evening I moved my things round from the hotel, and on the following morning Sherlock Holmes followed me with several boxes and portmanteaus. I must warn you that your words will be taken down, and may be used against you.' 'I've got a good deal to say our prisoner said slowly. 'Don't imagine that I intended to kill him in cold blood. In the centre of the ceiling was scrawled, with a burned stick apparently, the number. You'll just need to be patient awhile, and then you'll be all right. 'It is as much as my own life is worth to be seen talking with you. From its summit there fluttered a little wisp of pink, showing up hard and bright against the grey rocks behind. To do him justice, I think that he would take it himself with the same readiness.
And now, gentlemen he continued, with a pleasant smile, 'we have reached the end of our little mystery. He had stayed at the boarding-house of Madame Charpentier, in Torquay Terrace, Camberwell. It was not the father, however, who first discovered that the child had developed into the woman. 'This is what they call delirium, I guess he muttered. The man whom you held in your hands is the man who holds the clue of this mystery, and whom we are seeking. Why shouldn't we use a little art jargon? Some pragmatical seventeenth-century lawyer, I suppose.
I mean by that phrase, 1st, the art and practice of tabulating observations which have been made simultaneously at numerous stations, each record being inscribed in the geographical position of the place where it was made (Galton 3). Works cited, introduction, holmes is dead, he said. For a second or two we might have been a group of statues. The sight of the fair young girl, as frank and wholesome as the Sierra breezes, had stirred his volcanic, untamed heart to its depths. Holmes discovered these things through close observation of the crime scene, the wiring of information from Cleveland, and some aid from the other people involved in the case. The young man who had first given the alarm was leading them. I had no idea that such individuals did exist outside of stories.' Sherlock Holmes rose and lit his pipe.