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I
found
out
where
Lieutenant
Charpentier
was
,
took
two
officers
with
me
,
and
arrested
him
.
When
I
touched
him
on
the
shoulder
and
warned
him
to
come
quietly
with
us
,
he
answered
us
as
bold
as
brass
,
'
I
suppose
you
are
arresting
me
for
being
concerned
in
the
death
of
that
scoundrel
Drebber
,
'
he
said
.
We
had
said
nothing
to
him
about
it
,
so
that
his
alluding
to
it
had
a
most
suspicious
aspect
.
"
"
Very
,
"
said
Holmes
.
"
He
still
carried
the
heavy
stick
which
the
mother
described
him
as
having
with
him
when
he
followed
Drebber
.
It
was
a
stout
oak
cudgel
.
"
"
What
is
your
theory
,
then
?
"
"
Well
,
my
theory
is
that
he
followed
Drebber
as
far
as
the
Brixton
Road
.
When
there
,
a
fresh
altercation
arose
between
them
,
in
the
course
of
which
Drebber
received
a
blow
from
the
stick
,
in
the
pit
of
the
stomach
,
perhaps
,
which
killed
him
without
leaving
any
mark
.
The
night
was
so
wet
that
no
one
was
about
,
so
Charpentier
dragged
the
body
of
his
victim
into
the
empty
house
.
As
to
the
candle
,
and
the
blood
,
and
the
writing
on
the
wall
,
and
the
ring
,
they
may
all
be
so
many
tricks
to
throw
the
police
on
to
the
wrong
scent
.
"
"
Well
done
!
"
said
Holmes
in
an
encouraging
voice
.
"
Really
,
Gregson
,
you
are
getting
along
.
We
shall
make
something
of
you
yet
.
"
"
I
flatter
myself
that
I
have
managed
it
rather
neatly
,
"
the
detective
answered
proudly
.
"
The
young
man
volunteered
a
statement
,
in
which
he
said
that
after
following
Drebber
some
time
,
the
latter
perceived
him
,
and
took
a
cab
in
order
to
get
away
from
him
.
On
his
way
home
he
met
an
old
shipmate
,
and
took
a
long
walk
with
him
.
On
being
asked
where
this
old
shipmate
lived
,
he
was
unable
to
give
any
satisfactory
reply
.
I
think
the
whole
case
fits
together
uncommonly
well
.
What
amuses
me
is
to
think
of
Lestrade
,
who
had
started
off
upon
the
wrong
scent
.
I
am
afraid
he
wo
n't
make
much
of
15
Why
,
by
Jove
,
here
's
the
very
man
himself
!
"
It
was
indeed
Lestrade
,
who
had
ascended
the
stairs
while
we
were
talking
,
and
who
now
entered
the
room
.
The
assurance
and
jauntiness
which
generally
marked
his
demeanour
and
dress
were
,
however
,
wanting
.
His
face
was
disturbed
and
troubled
,
while
his
clothes
were
disarranged
and
untidy
.
He
had
evidently
come
with
the
intention
of
consulting
with
Sherlock
Holmes
,
for
on
perceiving
his
colleague
he
appeared
to
be
embarrassed
and
put
out
.
He
stood
in
the
centre
of
the
room
,
fumbling
nervously
with
his
hat
and
uncertain
what
to
do
.
"
This
is
a
most
extraordinary
case
,
"
he
said
at
last
--
"
a
most
incomprehensible
affair
.
"
"
Ah
,
you
find
it
so
,
Mr.
Lestrade
!
"
cried
Gregson
,
triumphantly
.
"
I
thought
you
would
come
to
that
conclusion
.
Have
you
managed
to
find
the
Secretary
,
Mr.
Joseph
Stangerson
?
"
