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"
The
commissionaire
,
seeing
by
my
pale
face
that
something
was
to
be
feared
,
had
followed
me
upstairs
.
Now
we
both
rushed
along
the
corridor
and
down
the
steep
steps
which
led
to
Charles
Street
.
The
door
at
the
bottom
was
closed
but
unlocked
.
We
flung
it
open
and
rushed
out
.
I
can
distinctly
remember
that
as
we
did
so
there
came
three
chimes
from
a
neighbouring
clock
.
It
was
a
quarter
to
ten
.
"
"
That
is
of
enormous
importance
,
"
said
Holmes
,
making
a
note
upon
his
shirtcuff
.
"
The
night
was
very
dark
,
and
a
thin
,
warm
rain
was
falling
.
There
was
no
one
in
Charles
Street
,
but
a
great
traffic
was
going
on
,
as
usual
,
in
Whitehall
,
at
the
extremity
.
We
rushed
along
the
pavement
,
bare-headed
as
we
were
,
and
at
the
far
corner
we
found
a
policeman
standing
.
"
'
A
robbery
has
been
committed
,
"
I
gasped
.
'
A
document
of
immense
value
has
been
stolen
from
the
Foreign
Office
.
Has
anyone
passed
this
way
?
'
"
'
I
have
been
standing
here
for
a
quarter
of
an
hour
,
sir
,
"
said
he
,
'
only
one
person
has
passed
during
that
time
a
woman
,
tall
and
elderly
,
with
a
Paisley
shawl
.
'
"
'
Ah
,
that
is
only
my
wife
,
"
cried
the
commissionaire
;
'
has
no
one
else
passed
?
'
"
'
No
one
.
'
"
'
Then
it
must
be
the
other
way
that
the
thief
took
,
"
cried
the
fellow
,
tugging
at
my
sleeve
.
"
But
I
was
not
satisfied
,
and
the
attempts
which
he
made
to
draw
me
away
increased
my
suspicions
.
