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"
We
do
n't
want
any
loiterers
about
here
,
"
said
he
.
"
I
only
wished
to
ask
a
question
,
"
said
Holmes
,
with
his
finger
and
thumb
in
his
waistcoat
pocket
.
"
Should
I
be
too
early
to
see
your
master
,
Mr.
Silas
Brown
,
if
I
were
to
call
at
five
o'clock
to-morrow
morning
?
"
"
Bless
you
,
sir
,
if
anyone
is
about
he
will
be
,
for
he
is
always
the
first
stirring
.
But
here
he
is
,
sir
,
to
answer
your
questions
for
himself
.
No
,
sir
,
no
,
it
is
as
much
as
my
place
is
worth
to
let
him
see
me
touch
your
money
.
Afterwards
,
if
you
like
.
"
As
Sherlock
Holmes
replaced
the
half-crown
which
he
had
drawn
from
his
pocket
,
a
fierce-looking
elderly
man
strode
out
from
the
gate
with
a
hunting-crop
swinging
in
his
hand
.
"
What
's
this
,
Dawson
!
"
he
cried
.
"
No
gossiping
!
Go
about
your
business
!
And
you
,
what
the
devil
do
you
want
here
?
"
"
Ten
minutes
"
talk
with
you
,
my
good
sir
,
"
said
Holmes
in
the
sweetest
of
voices
.
"
I
've
no
time
to
talk
to
every
gadabout
.
We
want
no
strangers
here
.
Be
off
,
or
you
may
find
a
dog
at
your
heels
.
"
Holmes
leaned
forward
and
whispered
something
in
the
trainer
's
ear
.
He
started
violently
and
flushed
to
the
temples
.
"
It
's
a
lie
!
"
he
shouted
.
"
An
infernal
lie
!
"
"
Very
good
.
Shall
we
argue
about
it
here
in
public
or
talk
it
over
in
your
parlour
?
"
