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"
Why
,
the
height
of
a
man
,
in
nine
cases
out
of
ten
,
can
be
told
from
the
length
of
his
stride
.
It
is
a
simple
calculation
enough
,
though
there
is
no
use
my
boring
you
with
figures
.
I
had
this
fellow
's
stride
both
on
the
clay
outside
and
on
the
dust
within
.
Then
I
had
a
way
of
checking
my
calculation
.
When
a
man
writes
on
a
wall
,
his
instinct
leads
him
to
write
about
the
level
of
his
own
eyes
.
Now
that
writing
was
just
over
six
feet
from
the
ground
.
It
was
child
's
play
.
"
"
And
his
age
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Well
,
if
a
man
can
stride
four
and
a-half
feet
without
the
smallest
effort
,
he
ca
n't
be
quite
in
the
sere
and
yellow
.
That
was
the
breadth
of
a
puddle
on
the
garden
walk
which
he
had
evidently
walked
across
.
Patent-leather
boots
had
gone
round
,
and
Square-toes
had
hopped
over
.
There
is
no
mystery
about
it
at
all
.
I
am
simply
applying
to
ordinary
life
a
few
of
those
precepts
of
observation
and
deduction
which
I
advocated
in
that
article
.
Is
there
anything
else
that
puzzles
you
?
"
"
The
finger
nails
and
the
Trichinopoly
,
"
I
suggested
.
"
The
writing
on
the
wall
was
done
with
a
man
's
forefinger
dipped
in
blood
.
My
glass
allowed
me
to
observe
that
the
plaster
was
slightly
scratched
in
doing
it
,
which
would
not
have
been
the
case
if
the
man
's
nail
had
been
trimmed
.
I
gathered
up
some
scattered
ash
from
the
floor
.
It
was
dark
in
colour
and
flakey
--
such
an
ash
as
is
only
made
by
a
Trichinopoly
.
I
have
made
a
special
study
of
cigar
ashes
--
in
fact
,
I
have
written
a
monograph
upon
the
subject
.
I
flatter
myself
that
I
can
distinguish
at
a
glance
the
ash
of
any
known
brand
,
either
of
cigar
or
of
tobacco
.
It
is
just
in
such
details
that
the
skilled
detective
differs
from
the
Gregson
and
Lestrade
type
.
"
"
And
the
florid
face
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Ah
,
that
was
a
more
daring
shot
,
though
I
have
no
doubt
that
I
was
right
.
You
must
not
ask
me
that
at
the
present
state
of
the
affair
.
"
I
passed
my
hand
over
my
brow
.
"
My
head
is
in
a
whirl
,
"
I
remarked
;
"
the
more
one
thinks
of
it
the
more
mysterious
it
grows
.
How
came
these
two
men
--
if
there
were
two
men
--
into
an
empty
house
?
What
has
become
of
the
cabman
who
drove
them
?
How
could
one
man
compel
another
to
take
poison
?
Where
did
the
blood
come
from
?
What
was
the
object
of
the
murderer
,
since
robbery
had
no
part
in
it
?
How
came
the
woman
's
ring
there
?
Above
all
,
why
should
the
second
man
write
up
the
German
word
RACHE
before
decamping
?
I
confess
that
I
can
not
see
any
possible
way
of
reconciling
all
these
facts
.
"
My
companion
smiled
approvingly
.
