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"
Phosphorus
,
"
I
said
.
"
A
cunning
preparation
of
it
,
"
said
Holmes
,
sniffing
at
the
dead
animal
.
"
There
is
no
smell
which
might
have
interfered
with
his
power
of
scent
.
We
owe
you
a
deep
apology
,
Sir
Henry
,
for
having
exposed
you
to
this
fright
.
I
was
prepared
for
a
hound
,
but
not
for
such
a
creature
as
this
.
And
the
fog
gave
us
little
time
to
receive
him
.
"
"
You
have
saved
my
life
.
"
"
Having
first
endangered
it
.
Are
you
strong
enough
to
stand
?
"
"
Give
me
another
mouthful
of
that
brandy
and
I
shall
be
ready
for
anything
.
So
!
Now
,
if
you
will
help
me
up
.
What
do
you
propose
to
do
?
"
"
To
leave
you
here
.
You
are
not
fit
for
further
adventures
to-night
.
If
you
will
wait
,
one
or
other
of
us
will
go
back
with
you
to
the
Hall
.
"
He
tried
to
stagger
to
his
feet
;
but
he
was
still
ghastly
pale
and
trembling
in
every
limb
.
We
helped
him
to
a
rock
,
where
he
sat
shivering
with
his
face
buried
in
his
hands
.
"
We
must
leave
you
now
,
"
said
Holmes
.
"
The
rest
of
our
work
must
be
done
,
and
every
moment
is
of
importance
.
We
have
our
case
,
and
now
we
only
want
our
man
.
"
It
's
a
thousand
to
one
against
our
finding
him
at
the
house
,
"
he
continued
as
we
retraced
our
steps
swiftly
down
the
path
.
"
Those
shots
must
have
told
him
that
the
game
was
up
.
"
"
We
were
some
distance
off
,
and
this
fog
may
have
deadened
them
.
"
