Holmes stretched out his hand at the same moment, and between them they tipped the box over the edge. There I am not in a position to help you. The woman gets out and admits Holmes is right. She cast a look of the deepest disdain in his direction. Holmes was curiously distrait, and we walked up and down the garden path for some time in silence. Who has the key of this bureau? He was noble, unselfish, loving – all that my husband was not.

He does smoke something terrible. She mounted a stair, pushed open a door, and found herself in your room. No doubt I am wrong. Then he fell back dead. Use dmy dates from November Use British English from November Articles needing additional references from January All articles needing additional references Commons category link from Wikidata. Mrs Marker, you can go. After a long and weary journey we alighted at a small station some miles from Chatham.

Run down, my dear fellow, and open the door, for all virtuous folk have been long in bed.

She had a key of her own. Professor Coram was still in bed, for when the weather is bad he seldom rises before midday.

Sherlock Holmes 38 – The Golden Pince-Nez

I may have remarked before that Holmes had, when he liked, a peculiarly ingratiating way with women, and that he very readily established terms of confidence with them. She ran down a corridor, which she imagined to be that by which she had come—both were lined with cocoanut matting—and it was only when it was too late that she understood that she had taken the wrong passage and that her retreat was cut off behind her.

He was an invalid, keeping his bed half the time, and the other half hobbling round the house with a stick or being pushed about the grounds by the gardener in a bath-chair. Mortimer the gardener, who wheels the bath-chair, is an Army pensioner—an old Crimean man of excellent character. If there had been anything worth her taking it would surely have been locked up. No; it was for something in that wooden bureau. Yet I was sure that with his revengeful nature he would never give it to me of his own free will.

You will find that the clips are too wide for your nose, showing that the lady’s nose was very broad at the base. Mm, precisely what I thought. I confess, however, that I am unable to understand how you arrive at the double visit to the optician.

I did not even know that it was a knife which Sherlcok held in my hand, for in my despair I snatched anything from the table and struck at him to make him let me go. When I look at the three massive manuscript volumes which contain our work for the year I confess that it is very difficult for me, out of such a wealth of material, to select the cases which are most interesting in themselves and at the same time most conducive to a yhe of those peculiar powers for which my friend was famous.


Some years ago this country house, Yoxley Old Place, was taken by an elderly man, who gave the name of Professor Coram. Inside young Mr Willoughby Smith was stretched upon the floor. We saw the cold winter sun rise over the dreary marshes of the Thames and the long, sullen reaches of the river, which I shall ever associate with our pursuit of the Andaman Islander in the earlier days of our career.

The maid stood petrified for a moment, and then, recovering her courage, she ran downstairs. I may have remarked before that Holmes had, when he liked, a peculiarly ingratiating way with women, and that he very readily established terms of confidence with them.

The drawers were open, the cupboard locked. Unfortunately for her she had lost her glasses in the scuffle, and as she was extremely short-sighted she was really helpless without them.

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In the first place she was seized by your secretary, and stabbed him in order to escape. His last words were ‘Professor it was she’. It is possible that I speak as a child, but to me it seems that Willoughby Smith has met his fate by his own hand. He found that papers were kept in the cupboard, and he got an impression of the key. He was noble, unselfish, loving – all that my husband was not. He was, indeed, a weird figure as he turned his white mane and his glowing eyes towards us.

Young men have their hidden troubles – some affair of the heart, perhaps, which we have never known. The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser. A minute later, a hoarse scream issued from the study, and the maid, hesitating briefly, inspected and found the murder.

The occasional lamps gleamed on the expanse of muddy road and shining pavement. A little later the chief constable sent for me. There were some papers of importance in the cupboard, but there were no signs that this had been tampered with, and the professor assures me that nothing was missing.


The blow is a fatal one. We have no means of judging. Sherlock Holmes Charles Gray A woman came in the study to steal documents, but was caught by Smith who tried to grab her.

This, then, might be the door. It is my analysis of the documents found in the Coptic monasteries of Syria and Egypt, a work which will cut deep at the very foundations of revealed religion. I have seldom seen a more remarkable-looking person. The old man sat with his mouth open staring wildly at Holmes.

I could not find anything in the nature of a distinct impression, but the grass was trodden down and someone had undoubtedly passed.

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You compel me to tell you that this is too serious a matter to be treated in such a fashion. Well, it’s nearly one, and we had best get a few hours’ sleep. He held them on his nose, endeavoured sherlok read through them, went to the window and stared up the street with them, looked at them most minutely in the full light of the lamp, and finally, with a chuckle, seated pknce-nez at the table and wrote a few lines upon a sheet of paper, which he tossed across to Stanley Hopkins.

I knew that he still had the diary, for when I was in Siberia I had a letter from him once reproaching me and quoting some passages from its pages. Her face, too, was streaked with grime, and at the best she could never have been handsome, for she had the exact physical characteristics which Holmes had divined, with, in addition, a long and obstinate chin.

Not for anything in the drawers. Then she found herself in this study. Retrieved February 24,from https: A constable met us at the garden gate. Even the news brought back by Hopkins that he had found the children and that they had undoubtedly seen a woman exactly corresponding with Holmes’s description, and wearing either spectacles or eye-glasses, failed to rouse any sign of keen interest. His name I will not tell. But still, we are aware, my friend, that love-gages may take strange shapes.