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“
I
have
rubber
-
soled
tennis
shoes
.
”
“
Excellent
!
And
a
mask
?
”
“
I
can
make
a
couple
out
of
black
silk
.
”
“
I
can
see
that
you
have
a
strong
,
natural
turn
for
this
sort
of
thing
.
Very
good
,
do
you
make
the
masks
.
We
shall
have
some
cold
supper
before
we
start
.
It
is
now
nine
-
thirty
.
At
eleven
we
shall
drive
as
far
as
Church
Row
.
It
is
a
quarter
of
an
hour
’
s
walk
from
there
to
Appledore
Towers
.
We
shall
be
at
work
before
midnight
.
Milverton
is
a
heavy
sleeper
,
and
retires
punctually
at
ten
-
thirty
.
With
any
luck
we
should
be
back
here
by
two
,
with
the
Lady
Eva
’
s
letters
in
my
pocket
.
”
Holmes
and
I
put
on
our
dress
-
clothes
,
so
that
we
might
appear
to
be
two
theatre
-
goers
homeward
bound
.
In
Oxford
Street
we
picked
up
a
hansom
and
drove
to
an
address
in
Hampstead
.
Here
we
paid
off
our
cab
,
and
with
our
great
coats
buttoned
up
,
for
it
was
bitterly
cold
,
and
the
wind
seemed
to
blow
through
us
,
we
walked
along
the
edge
of
the
heath
.
“
It
’
s
a
business
that
needs
delicate
treatment
,
”
said
Holmes
.
“
These
documents
are
contained
in
a
safe
in
the
fellow
’
s
study
,
and
the
study
is
the
ante
-
room
of
his
bed
-
chamber
.
On
the
other
hand
,
like
all
these
stout
,
little
men
who
do
themselves
well
,
he
is
a
plethoric
sleeper
.
Agatha
—
that
’
s
my
fiancée
—
says
it
is
a
joke
in
the
servants
’
hall
that
it
’
s
impossible
to
wake
the
master
.
He
has
a
secretary
who
is
devoted
to
his
interests
,
and
never
budges
from
the
study
all
day
.
That
’
s
why
we
are
going
at
night
.
Then
he
has
a
beast
of
a
dog
which
roams
the
garden
.
I
met
Agatha
late
the
last
two
evenings
,
and
she
locks
the
brute
up
so
as
to
give
me
a
clear
run
.
This
is
the
house
,
this
big
one
in
its
own
grounds
.
Through
the
gate
—
now
to
the
right
among
the
laurels
.
We
might
put
on
our
masks
here
,
I
think
.
You
see
,
there
is
not
a
glimmer
of
light
in
any
of
the
windows
,
and
everything
is
working
splendidly
.
”
With
our
black
silk
face
-
coverings
,
which
turned
us
into
two
of
the
most
truculent
figures
in
London
,
we
stole
up
to
the
silent
,
gloomy
house
.
A
sort
of
tiled
veranda
extended
along
one
side
of
it
,
lined
by
several
windows
and
two
doors
.
“
That
’
s
his
bedroom
,
”
Holmes
whispered
.
“
This
door
opens
straight
into
the
study
.
It
would
suit
us
best
,
but
it
is
bolted
as
well
as
locked
,
and
we
should
make
too
much
noise
getting
in
.
Come
round
here
.
There
’
s
a
greenhouse
which
opens
into
the
drawing
-
room
.
”
