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Sherlock
Holmes
approached
the
body
,
and
,
kneeling
down
,
examined
it
intently
.
"
You
are
sure
that
there
is
no
wound
?
"
he
asked
,
pointing
to
numerous
gouts
and
splashes
of
blood
which
lay
all
round
.
"
Positive
!
"
cried
both
detectives
.
"
Then
,
of
course
,
this
blood
belongs
to
a
second
individual
--
8
presumably
the
murderer
,
if
murder
has
been
committed
.
It
reminds
me
of
the
circumstances
attendant
on
the
death
of
Van
Jansen
,
in
Utrecht
,
in
the
year
'
34
.
Do
you
remember
the
case
,
Gregson
?
"
"
No
,
sir
.
"
"
Read
it
up
--
you
really
should
.
There
is
nothing
new
under
the
sun
.
It
has
all
been
done
before
.
"
As
he
spoke
,
his
nimble
fingers
were
flying
here
,
there
,
and
everywhere
,
feeling
,
pressing
,
unbuttoning
,
examining
,
while
his
eyes
wore
the
same
far-away
expression
which
I
have
already
remarked
upon
.
So
swiftly
was
the
examination
made
,
that
one
would
hardly
have
guessed
the
minuteness
with
which
it
was
conducted
.
Finally
,
he
sniffed
the
dead
man
's
lips
,
and
then
glanced
at
the
soles
of
his
patent
leather
boots
.
"
He
has
not
been
moved
at
all
?
"
he
asked
.
"
No
more
than
was
necessary
for
the
purposes
of
our
examination
.
"
"
You
can
take
him
to
the
mortuary
now
,
"
he
said
.
"
There
is
nothing
more
to
be
learned
.
"
Gregson
had
a
stretcher
and
four
men
at
hand
.
At
his
call
they
entered
the
room
,
and
the
stranger
was
lifted
and
carried
out
.
As
they
raised
him
,
a
ring
tinkled
down
and
rolled
across
the
floor
.
Lestrade
grabbed
it
up
and
stared
at
it
with
mystified
eyes
.
