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"
He
'll
be
here
when
he
promised
,
"
said
I
,
"
and
not
an
instant
sooner
or
later
.
"
And
my
words
were
true
,
for
shortly
after
eight
a
hansom
dashed
up
to
the
door
and
our
friend
got
out
of
it
.
Standing
in
the
window
we
saw
that
his
left
hand
was
swathed
in
a
bandage
and
that
his
face
was
very
grim
and
pale
.
He
entered
the
house
,
but
it
was
some
little
time
before
he
came
upstairs
.
"
He
looks
like
a
beaten
man
,
"
cried
Phelps
.
I
was
forced
to
confess
that
he
was
right
.
"
After
all
,
"
said
I
,
"
the
clue
of
the
matter
lies
probably
here
in
town
.
"
Phelps
gave
a
groan
.
"
I
do
n't
know
how
it
is
,
"
said
he
,
"
but
I
had
hoped
for
so
much
from
his
return
.
But
surely
his
hand
was
not
tied
up
like
that
yesterday
.
What
can
be
the
matter
?
"
"
You
are
not
wounded
,
Holmes
?
"
I
asked
as
my
friend
entered
the
room
.
"
Tut
,
it
is
only
a
scratch
through
my
own
clumsiness
,
"
he
answered
,
nodding
his
good-morning
to
us
.
"
This
case
of
yours
,
Mr.
Phelps
,
is
certainly
one
of
the
darkest
which
I
have
ever
investigated
.
"
"
I
feared
that
you
would
find
it
beyond
you
.
"
