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"
Yes
,
he
hanged
himself
during
the
night
.
"
We
had
entered
,
and
the
doctor
had
preceded
us
into
what
was
evidently
his
waiting-room
.
"
I
really
hardly
know
what
I
am
doing
,
"
he
cried
.
"
The
police
are
already
upstairs
.
It
has
shaken
me
most
dreadfully
.
"
"
When
did
you
find
it
out
?
"
"
He
has
a
cup
of
tea
taken
in
to
him
early
every
morning
.
When
the
maid
entered
,
about
seven
,
there
the
unfortunate
fellow
was
hanging
in
the
middle
of
the
room
.
He
had
tied
his
cord
to
the
hook
on
which
the
heavy
lamp
used
to
hang
,
and
he
had
jumped
off
from
the
top
of
the
very
box
that
he
showed
us
yesterday
.
"
Holmes
stood
for
a
moment
in
deep
thought
.
"
With
your
permission
,
"
said
he
at
last
,
"
I
should
like
to
go
upstairs
and
look
into
the
matter
.
"
We
both
ascended
,
followed
by
the
doctor
.
It
was
a
dreadful
sight
which
met
us
as
we
entered
the
bedroom
door
.
I
have
spoken
of
the
impression
of
flabbiness
which
this
man
Blessington
conveyed
.
As
he
dangled
from
the
hook
it
was
exaggerated
and
intensified
until
he
was
scarce
human
in
his
appearance
.
The
neck
was
drawn
out
like
a
plucked
chicken
's
,
making
the
rest
of
him
seem
the
more
obese
and
unnatural
by
the
contrast
.
He
was
clad
only
in
his
long
nightdress
,
and
his
swollen
ankles
and
ungainly
feet
protruded
starkly
from
beneath
it
.
Beside
him
stood
a
smart-looking
police-inspector
,
who
was
taking
notes
in
a
pocketbook
"
Ah
,
Mr.
Holmes
,
"
said
he
heartily
as
my
friend
entered
,
"
I
am
delighted
to
see
you
.
"
