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With
a
rush
we
got
to
the
poisoned
men
and
dragged
them
out
into
the
well-lit
hall
.
Both
of
them
were
blue-lipped
and
insensible
,
with
swollen
,
congested
faces
and
protruding
eyes
.
Indeed
,
so
distorted
were
their
features
that
,
save
for
his
black
beard
and
stout
figure
,
we
might
have
failed
to
recognize
in
one
of
them
the
Greek
interpreter
who
had
parted
from
us
only
a
few
hours
before
at
the
Diogenes
Club
.
His
hands
and
feet
were
securely
strapped
together
,
and
he
bore
over
one
eye
the
marks
of
a
violent
blow
.
The
other
,
who
was
secured
in
a
similar
fashion
was
a
tall
man
in
the
last
stage
of
emaciation
,
with
several
strips
of
sticking-plaster
arranged
in
a
grotesque
pattern
over
his
face
.
He
had
ceased
to
moan
as
we
laid
him
down
,
and
a
glance
showed
me
that
for
him
at
least
our
aid
had
come
too
late
.
Mr.
Melas
,
however
,
still
lived
,
and
in
less
than
an
hour
,
with
the
aid
of
ammonia
and
brandy
,
I
had
the
satisfaction
of
seeing
him
open
his
eyes
,
and
of
knowing
that
my
hand
had
drawn
him
back
from
that
dark
valley
in
which
all
paths
meet
.
It
was
a
simple
story
which
he
had
to
tell
,
and
one
which
did
but
confirm
our
own
deductions
.
His
visitor
,
on
entering
his
rooms
,
had
drawn
a
life-preserver
from
his
sleeve
,
and
had
so
impressed
him
with
the
fear
of
instant
and
inevitable
death
that
he
had
kidnapped
him
for
the
second
time
.
Indeed
,
it
was
almost
mesmeric
,
the
effect
which
this
giggling
ruffian
had
produced
upon
the
unfortunate
linguist
,
for
he
could
not
speak
of
him
save
with
trembling
hands
and
a
blanched
cheek
.
He
had
been
taken
swiftly
to
Beckenham
,
and
had
acted
as
interpreter
in
a
second
interview
,
even
more
dramatic
than
the
first
,
in
which
the
two
Englishmen
had
menaced
their
prisoner
with
instant
death
if
he
did
not
comply
with
their
demands
.
Finally
,
finding
him
proof
against
every
threat
,
they
had
hurled
him
back
into
his
prison
and
after
reproaching
Melas
with
his
treachery
,
which
appeared
from
the
newspaper
advertisement
,
they
had
stunned
him
with
a
blow
from
a
stick
,
and
he
remembered
nothing
more
until
he
found
us
bending
over
him
.
And
this
was
the
singular
case
of
the
Grecian
Interpreter
,
the
explanation
of
which
is
still
involved
in
some
mystery
.
We
were
able
to
find
out
,
by
communicating
with
the
gentleman
who
had
answered
the
advertisement
,
that
the
unfortunate
young
lady
came
of
a
wealthy
Grecian
family
,
and
that
she
had
been
on
a
visit
to
some
friends
in
England
.
While
there
she
had
met
a
young
man
named
Harold
Latimer
,
who
had
acquired
an
ascendency
over
her
and
had
eventually
persuaded
her
to
fly
with
him
.
Her
friends
,
shocked
at
the
event
,
had
contented
themselves
with
informing
her
brother
at
Athens
,
and
had
then
washed
their
hands
of
the
matter
.
The
brother
,
on
his
arrival
in
England
,
had
imprudently
placed
himself
in
the
power
of
Latimer
and
of
his
associate
,
whose
name
was
Wilson
Kemp
--
a
man
of
the
foulest
antecedents
.
These
two
,
finding
that
through
his
ignorance
of
the
language
he
was
helpless
in
their
hands
,
had
kept
him
a
prisoner
,
and
had
endeavoured
by
cruelty
and
starvation
to
make
him
sign
away
his
own
and
his
sister
's
property
.
They
had
kept
him
in
the
house
without
the
girl
's
knowledge
,
and
the
plaster
over
the
face
had
been
for
the
purpose
of
making
recognition
difficult
in
case
she
should
ever
catch
a
glimpse
of
him
.
Her
feminine
perceptions
,
however
,
had
instantly
seen
through
the
disguise
when
,
on
the
occasion
of
the
interpreter
's
visit
,
she
had
seen
him
for
the
first
time
.
The
poor
girl
,
however
,
was
herself
a
prisoner
,
for
there
was
no
one
about
the
house
except
the
man
who
acted
as
coachman
,
and
his
wife
,
both
of
whom
were
tools
of
the
conspirators
Finding
that
their
secret
was
out
,
and
that
their
prisoner
was
not
to
be
coerced
,
the
two
villains
with
the
girl
had
fled
away
at
a
few
hours
"
notice
from
the
furnished
house
which
they
had
hired
,
having
first
,
as
they
thought
,
taken
vengeance
both
upon
the
man
who
had
defied
and
the
one
who
had
betrayed
them
.
Months
afterwards
a
curious
newspaper
cutting
reached
us
from
Buda-Pesth
.
It
told
how
two
Englishmen
who
had
been
travelling
with
a
woman
had
met
with
a
tragic
end
.
They
had
each
been
stabbed
,
it
seems
,
and
the
Hungarian
police
were
of
opinion
that
they
had
quarrelled
and
had
inflicted
mortal
injuries
upon
each
other
.
Holmes
,
however
,
is
,
I
fancy
,
of
a
different
way
of
thinking
,
and
he
holds
to
this
day
that
,
if
one
could
find
the
Grecian
girl
,
one
might
learn
how
the
wrongs
of
herself
and
her
brother
came
to
be
avenged
.
The
July
which
immediately
succeeded
my
marriage
was
made
memorable
by
three
cases
of
interest
,
in
which
I
had
the
privilege
of
being
associated
with
Sherlock
Holmes
and
of
studying
his
methods
.
I
find
them
recorded
in
my
notes
under
the
headings
of
"
The
Adventure
of
the
Second
Stain
,
"
"
The
Adventure
of
the
Naval
Treaty
,
"
and
"
The
Adventure
of
the
Tired
Captain
.
"
The
first
of
these
,
however
,
deals
with
interests
of
such
importance
and
implicates
so
many
of
the
first
families
in
the
kingdom
that
for
many
years
it
will
be
impossible
to
make
it
public
.
No
case
,
however
,
in
which
Holmes
was
engaged
has
ever
illustrated
the
value
of
his
analytical
methods
so
clearly
or
has
impressed
those
who
were
associated
with
him
so
deeply
.
I
still
retain
an
almost
verbatim
report
of
the
interview
in
which
he
demonstrated
the
true
facts
of
the
case
to
Monsieur
Dubugue
of
the
Paris
police
,
and
Fritz
von
Waldbaum
,
the
well-known
specialist
of
Dantzig
,
both
of
whom
had
wasted
their
energies
upon
what
proved
to
be
side-issues
.
The
new
century
will
have
come
,
however
,
before
the
story
can
be
safely
told
.
Meanwhile
I
pass
on
to
the
second
on
my
list
,
which
promised
also
at
one
time
to
be
of
national
importance
and
was
marked
by
several
incidents
which
give
it
a
quite
unique
character
.
During
my
school-days
I
had
been
intimately
associated
with
a
lad
named
Percy
Phelps
,
who
was
of
much
the
same
age
as
myself
,
though
he
was
two
classes
ahead
of
me
.
He
was
a
very
brilliant
boy
and
carried
away
every
prize
which
the
school
had
to
offer
,
finishing
his
exploits
by
winning
a
scholarship
which
sent
him
on
to
continue
his
triumphant
career
at
Cambridge
.
He
was
,
I
remember
,
extremely
well
connected
,
and
even
when
we
were
all
little
boys
together
we
knew
that
his
mother
's
brother
was
Lord
Holdhurst
,
the
great
conservative
politician
.
This
gaudy
relationship
did
him
little
good
at
school
.
On
the
contrary
,
it
seemed
rather
a
piquant
thing
to
us
to
chevy
him
about
the
playground
and
hit
him
over
the
shins
with
a
wicket
.
But
it
was
another
thing
when
he
came
out
into
the
world
.
I
heard
vaguely
that
his
abilities
and
the
influences
which
he
commanded
had
won
him
a
good
position
at
the
Foreign
Office
,
and
then
he
passed
completely
out
of
my
mind
until
the
following
letter
recalled
his
existence
:
