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I
had
imagined
that
Sherlock
Holmes
would
at
once
have
hurried
into
the
house
and
plunged
into
a
study
of
the
mystery
.
Nothing
appeared
to
be
further
from
his
intention
.
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
.
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
.
Twice
he
stopped
,
and
once
I
saw
him
smile
,
and
heard
him
utter
an
exclamation
of
satisfaction
.
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
.
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
.
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
.
"
It
is
indeed
kind
of
you
to
come
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
have
had
everything
left
untouched
.
"
"
Except
that
!
"
my
friend
answered
,
pointing
at
the
pathway
.
"
If
a
herd
of
buffaloes
had
passed
along
there
could
not
be
a
greater
mess
.
No
doubt
,
however
,
you
had
drawn
your
own
conclusions
,
Gregson
,
before
you
permitted
this
.
"
"
I
have
had
so
much
to
do
inside
the
house
,
"
the
detective
said
evasively
.
"
My
colleague
,
Mr.
Lestrade
,
is
here
.
I
had
relied
upon
him
to
look
after
this
.
"
Holmes
glanced
at
me
and
raised
his
eyebrows
sardonically
.
"
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
.
Gregson
rubbed
his
hands
in
a
self-satisfied
way
.
"
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
.
"
"
You
did
not
come
here
in
a
cab
?
"
asked
Sherlock
Holmes
.
"
No
,
sir
.
"
"
Nor
Lestrade
?
"
"
No
,
sir
.
"
