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"
And
these
other
people
?
"
"
They
are
mostly
sent
on
by
private
inquiry
agencies
.
They
are
all
people
who
are
in
trouble
about
something
,
and
want
a
little
enlightening
.
I
listen
to
their
story
,
they
listen
to
my
comments
,
and
then
I
pocket
my
fee
.
"
"
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
?
"
"
Quite
so
.
I
have
a
kind
of
intuition
that
way
.
Now
and
again
a
case
turns
up
which
is
a
little
more
complex
.
Then
I
have
to
bustle
about
and
see
things
with
my
own
eyes
.
You
see
I
have
a
lot
of
special
knowledge
which
I
apply
to
the
problem
,
and
which
facilitates
matters
wonderfully
.
Those
rules
of
deduction
laid
down
in
that
article
which
aroused
your
scorn
,
are
invaluable
to
me
in
practical
work
.
Observation
with
me
is
second
nature
.
You
appeared
to
be
surprised
when
I
told
you
,
on
our
first
meeting
,
that
you
had
come
from
Afghanistan
.
"
"
You
were
told
,
no
doubt
.
"
"
Nothing
of
the
sort
.
I
knew
you
came
from
Afghanistan
.
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
.
There
were
such
steps
,
however
.
The
train
of
reasoning
ran
,
'
Here
is
a
gentleman
of
a
medical
type
,
but
with
the
air
of
a
military
man
.
Clearly
an
army
doctor
,
then
.
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
.
He
has
undergone
hardship
and
sickness
,
as
his
haggard
face
says
clearly
.
His
left
arm
has
been
injured
.
He
holds
it
in
a
stiff
and
unnatural
manner
.
Where
in
the
tropics
could
an
English
army
doctor
have
seen
much
hardship
and
got
his
arm
wounded
?
Clearly
in
Afghanistan
.
'
The
whole
train
of
thought
did
not
occupy
a
second
.
I
then
remarked
that
you
came
from
Afghanistan
,
and
you
were
astonished
.
"
"
It
is
simple
enough
as
you
explain
it
,
"
I
said
,
smiling
.
"
You
remind
me
of
Edgar
Allen
Poe
's
Dupin
.
I
had
no
idea
that
such
individuals
did
exist
outside
of
stories
.
"
Sherlock
Holmes
rose
and
lit
his
pipe
.
"
No
doubt
you
think
that
you
are
complimenting
me
in
comparing
me
to
Dupin
,
"
he
observed
.
"
Now
,
in
my
opinion
,
Dupin
was
a
very
inferior
fellow
.
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
.
He
had
some
analytical
genius
,
no
doubt
;
but
he
was
by
no
means
such
a
phenomenon
as
Poe
appeared
to
imagine
.
"
