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"
It
was
very
superficial
,
my
dear
Watson
,
I
assure
you
.
I
should
not
have
intruded
it
upon
your
attention
had
you
not
shown
some
incredulity
the
other
day
.
But
the
evening
has
brought
a
breeze
with
it
.
What
do
you
say
to
a
ramble
through
London
?
"
I
was
weary
of
our
little
sitting-room
and
gladly
acquiesced
.
For
three
hours
we
strolled
about
together
,
watching
the
everchanging
kaleidoscope
of
life
as
it
ebbs
and
flows
through
Fleet
Street
and
the
Strand
.
His
characteristic
talk
,
with
its
keen
observance
of
detail
and
subtle
power
of
inference
,
held
me
amused
and
enthralled
.
It
was
ten
o'clock
before
we
reached
Baker
Street
again
.
A
brougham
was
waiting
at
our
door
.
"
Hum
!
A
doctor
's
--
general
practitioner
,
I
perceive
,
"
said
Holmes
.
"
Not
been
long
in
practice
,
but
has
a
good
deal
to
do
.
Come
to
consult
us
,
I
fancy
!
Lucky
we
came
back
!
"
I
was
sufficiently
conversant
with
Holmes
's
methods
to
be
able
to
follow
his
reasoning
,
and
to
see
that
the
nature
and
state
of
the
various
medical
instruments
in
the
wicker
basket
which
hung
in
the
lamp-light
inside
the
brougham
had
given
him
the
data
for
his
swift
deduction
.
The
light
in
our
window
above
showed
that
this
late
visit
was
indeed
intended
for
us
.
With
some
curiosity
as
to
what
could
have
sent
a
brother
medico
to
us
at
such
an
hour
,
I
followed
Holmes
into
our
sanctum
.
A
pale
,
taper-faced
man
with
sandy
whiskers
rose
up
from
a
chair
by
the
fire
as
we
entered
.
His
age
may
not
have
been
more
than
three
or
four
and
thirty
,
but
his
haggard
expression
and
unhealthy
hue
told
of
a
life
which
had
sapped
his
strength
and
robbed
him
of
his
youth
.
His
manner
was
nervous
and
shy
,
like
that
of
a
sensitive
gentleman
,
and
the
thin
white
hand
which
he
laid
on
the
mantelpiece
as
he
rose
was
that
of
an
artist
rather
than
of
a
surgeon
.
His
dress
was
quiet
and
sombre
--
a
black
frockcoat
,
dark
trousers
,
and
a
touch
of
colour
about
his
necktie
.
"
Good-evening
,
Doctor
,
"
said
Holmes
cheerily
.
"
I
am
glad
to
see
that
you
have
only
been
waiting
a
very
few
minutes
.
"
"
You
spoke
to
my
coachman
,
then
?
"
"
No
,
it
was
the
candle
on
the
side-table
that
told
me
.
Pray
resume
your
seat
and
let
me
know
how
I
can
serve
you
.
"
