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"
No
,
a
woman
's
,
and
a
woman
of
rare
character
.
You
see
,
at
the
commencement
of
an
investigation
it
is
something
to
know
that
your
client
is
in
close
contact
with
someone
who
,
for
good
or
evil
,
has
an
exceptional
nature
.
My
interest
is
already
awakened
in
the
case
.
If
you
are
ready
we
will
start
at
once
for
Woking
and
see
this
diplomatist
who
is
in
such
evil
case
and
the
lady
to
whom
he
dictates
his
letters
.
"
We
were
fortunate
enough
to
catch
an
early
train
at
Waterloo
,
and
in
a
little
under
an
hour
we
found
ourselves
among
the
fir-woods
and
the
heather
of
Woking
.
Briarbrae
proved
to
be
a
large
detached
house
standing
in
extensive
grounds
within
a
few
minutes
"
walk
of
the
station
.
On
sending
in
our
cards
we
were
shown
into
an
elegantly
appointed
drawing-room
,
where
we
were
joined
in
a
few
minutes
by
a
rather
stout
man
who
received
us
with
much
hospitality
.
His
age
may
have
been
nearer
forty
than
thirty
,
but
his
cheeks
were
so
ruddy
and
his
eyes
so
merry
that
he
still
conveyed
the
impression
of
a
plump
and
mischievous
boy
.
"
I
am
so
glad
that
you
have
come
,
"
said
he
,
shaking
our
hands
with
effusion
.
"
Percy
has
been
inquiring
for
you
all
morning
.
Ah
,
poor
old
chap
,
he
clings
to
any
straw
!
His
father
and
his
mother
asked
me
to
see
you
,
for
the
mere
mention
of
the
subject
is
very
painful
to
them
.
"
"
We
have
had
no
details
yet
,
"
observed
Holmes
.
"
I
perceive
that
you
are
not
yourself
a
member
of
the
family
.
"
Our
acquaintance
looked
surprised
,
and
then
,
glancing
down
,
he
began
to
laugh
.
"
Of
course
you
saw
the
J
H
monogram
on
my
locket
,
"
said
he
.
"
For
a
moment
I
thought
you
had
done
something
clever
.
Joseph
Harrison
is
my
name
,
and
as
Percy
is
to
marry
my
sister
Annie
I
shall
at
least
be
a
relation
by
marriage
.
You
will
find
my
sister
in
his
room
,
for
she
has
nursed
him
hand
and
foot
this
two
months
back
.
Perhaps
we
'd
better
go
in
at
once
,
for
I
know
how
impatient
he
is
.
"
The
chamber
into
which
we
were
shown
was
on
the
same
floor
as
the
drawing-room
It
was
furnished
partly
as
a
sitting
and
partly
as
a
bedroom
,
with
flowers
arranged
daintily
in
every
nook
and
corner
.
A
young
man
,
very
pale
and
worn
,
was
lying
upon
a
sofa
near
the
open
window
,
through
which
came
the
rich
scent
of
the
garden
and
the
balmy
summer
air
.
A
woman
was
sitting
beside
him
,
who
rose
as
we
entered
.
"
Shall
I
leave
,
Percy
?
"
she
asked
.
He
clutched
her
hand
to
detain
her
.
"
How
are
you
,
Watson
?
"
said
he
cordially
.
"
I
should
never
have
known
you
under
that
moustache
,
and
I
daresay
you
would
not
be
prepared
to
swear
to
me
.
This
I
presume
is
your
celebrated
friend
,
Mr.
Sherlock
Holmes
?
"
I
introduced
him
in
a
few
words
,
and
we
both
sat
down
.
The
stout
young
man
had
left
us
,
but
his
sister
still
remained
with
her
hand
in
that
of
the
invalid
.
She
was
a
striking-looking
woman
,
a
little
short
and
thick
for
symmetry
,
but
with
a
beautiful
olive
complexion
,
large
,
dark
,
Italian
eyes
,
and
a
wealth
of
deep
black
hair
.
