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The
brother
scribbled
a
note
upon
a
leaf
of
his
pocket-book
,
and
,
ringing
the
bell
,
he
handed
it
to
the
waiter
.
"
I
have
asked
Mr.
Melas
to
step
across
,
"
said
he
.
"
He
lodges
on
the
floor
above
me
,
and
I
have
some
slight
acquaintance
with
him
,
which
led
him
to
come
to
me
in
his
perplexity
.
Mr.
Melas
is
a
Greek
by
extraction
,
as
I
understand
,
and
he
is
a
remarkable
linguist
.
He
earns
his
living
partly
as
interpreter
in
the
law
courts
and
partly
by
acting
as
guide
to
any
wealthy
Orientals
who
may
visit
the
Northumberland
Avenue
hotels
.
I
think
I
will
leave
him
to
tell
his
very
remarkable
experience
in
his
own
fashion
.
"
A
few
minutes
later
we
were
joined
by
a
short
,
stout
man
whose
olive
face
and
coal
black
hair
proclaimed
his
Southern
origin
,
though
his
speech
was
that
of
an
educated
Englishman
.
He
shook
hands
eagerly
with
Sherlock
Holmes
,
and
his
dark
eyes
sparkled
with
pleasure
when
he
understood
that
the
specialist
was
anxious
to
hear
his
story
.
"
I
do
not
believe
that
the
police
credit
me
--
on
my
word
,
I
do
not
,
"
said
he
in
a
wailing
voice
.
"
Just
because
they
have
never
heard
of
it
before
,
they
think
that
such
a
thing
can
not
be
.
But
I
know
that
I
shall
never
be
easy
in
my
mind
until
I
know
what
has
become
of
my
poor
man
with
the
sticking-plaster
upon
his
face
.
"
"
I
am
all
attention
,
"
said
Sherlock
Holmes
.
"
This
is
Wednesday
evening
,
"
said
Mr.
Melas
.
"
Well
,
then
,
it
was
Monday
night
--
only
two
days
ago
,
you
understand
--
that
all
this
happened
.
I
am
an
interpreter
,
as
perhaps
my
neighbour
there
has
told
you
.
I
interpret
all
languages
--
or
nearly
all
--
but
as
I
am
a
Greek
by
birth
and
with
a
Grecian
name
,
it
is
with
that
particular
tongue
that
I
am
principally
associated
.
For
many
years
I
have
been
the
chief
Greek
interpreter
in
London
,
and
my
name
is
very
well
known
in
the
hotels
.
"
It
happens
not
unfrequently
that
I
am
sent
for
at
strange
hours
by
foreigners
who
get
into
difficulties
,
or
by
travellers
who
arrive
late
and
wish
my
services
.
I
was
not
surprised
,
therefore
,
on
Monday
night
when
a
Mr.
Latimer
,
a
very
fashionably
dressed
young
man
,
came
up
to
my
rooms
and
asked
me
to
accompany
him
in
a
cab
which
was
waiting
at
the
door
.
A
Greek
friend
had
come
to
see
him
upon
business
,
he
said
,
and
as
he
could
speak
nothing
but
his
own
tongue
,
the
services
of
an
interpreter
were
indispensable
.
He
gave
me
to
understand
that
his
house
was
some
little
distance
off
,
in
Kensington
,
and
he
seemed
to
be
in
a
great
hurry
,
bustling
me
rapidly
into
the
cab
when
we
had
descended
to
the
street
.
"
I
say
into
the
cab
,
but
I
soon
became
doubtful
as
to
whether
it
was
not
a
carriage
in
which
I
found
myself
.
It
was
certainly
more
roomy
than
the
ordinary
four-wheeled
disgrace
to
London
,
and
the
fittings
,
though
frayed
,
were
of
rich
quality
.
Mr.
Latimer
seated
himself
opposite
to
me
and
we
started
off
through
Charing
Cross
and
up
the
Shaftesbury
Avenue
.
We
had
come
out
upon
Oxford
Street
and
I
had
ventured
some
remark
as
to
this
being
a
roundabout
way
to
Kensington
,
when
my
words
were
arrested
by
the
extraordinary
conduct
of
my
companion
.
