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“
I
am
indeed
pleased
to
hear
that
you
did
not
intend
to
profit
by
your
unfair
advantage
,
”
said
Soames
.
“
But
why
did
you
change
your
purpose
?
”
Gilchrist
pointed
to
Bannister
.
“
There
is
the
man
who
set
me
in
the
right
path
,
”
said
he
.
“
Come
now
,
Bannister
,
”
said
Holmes
.
“
It
will
be
clear
to
you
,
from
what
I
have
said
,
that
only
you
could
have
let
this
young
man
out
,
since
you
were
left
in
the
room
,
and
must
have
locked
the
door
when
you
went
out
.
As
to
his
escaping
by
that
window
,
it
was
incredible
.
Can
you
not
clear
up
the
last
point
in
this
mystery
,
and
tell
us
the
reasons
for
your
action
?
”
“
It
was
simple
enough
,
sir
,
if
you
only
had
known
,
but
,
with
all
your
cleverness
,
it
was
impossible
that
you
could
know
.
Time
was
,
sir
,
when
I
was
butler
to
old
Sir
Jabez
Gilchrist
,
this
young
gentleman
’
s
father
.
When
he
was
ruined
I
came
to
the
college
as
servant
,
but
I
never
forgot
my
old
employer
because
he
was
down
in
the
world
.
I
watched
his
son
all
I
could
for
the
sake
of
the
old
days
.
Well
,
sir
,
when
I
came
into
this
room
yesterday
,
when
the
alarm
was
given
,
the
very
first
thing
I
saw
was
Mr
.
Gilchrist
’
s
tan
gloves
a
-
lying
in
that
chair
.
I
knew
those
gloves
well
,
and
I
understood
their
message
.
If
Mr
.
Soames
saw
them
,
the
game
was
up
.
I
flopped
down
into
that
chair
,
and
nothing
would
budge
me
until
Mr
.
Soames
he
went
for
you
.
Then
out
came
my
poor
young
master
,
whom
I
had
dandled
on
my
knee
,
and
confessed
it
all
to
me
Wasn
’
t
it
natural
,
sir
,
that
I
should
save
him
,
and
wasn
’
t
it
natural
also
that
I
should
try
to
speak
to
him
as
his
dead
father
would
have
done
,
and
make
him
understand
that
he
could
not
profit
by
such
a
deed
?
Could
you
blame
me
,
sir
?
”
“
No
,
indeed
,
”
said
Holmes
,
heartily
,
springing
to
his
feet
.
“
Well
,
Soames
,
I
think
we
have
cleared
your
little
problem
up
,
and
our
breakfast
awaits
us
at
home
.
Come
,
Watson
!
As
to
you
,
sir
,
I
trust
that
a
bright
future
awaits
you
in
Rhodesia
.
For
once
you
have
fallen
low
.
Let
us
see
,
in
the
future
,
how
high
you
can
rise
.
”
When
I
look
at
the
three
massive
manuscript
volumes
which
contain
our
work
for
the
year
1894
,
I
confess
that
it
is
very
difficult
for
me
,
out
of
such
a
wealth
of
material
,
to
select
the
cases
which
are
most
interesting
in
themselves
,
and
at
the
same
time
most
conducive
to
a
display
of
those
peculiar
powers
for
which
my
friend
was
famous
.
As
I
turn
over
the
pages
,
I
see
my
notes
upon
the
repulsive
story
of
the
red
leech
and
the
terrible
death
of
Crosby
,
the
banker
.
Here
also
I
find
an
account
of
the
Addleton
tragedy
,
and
the
singular
contents
of
the
ancient
British
barrow
.
The
famous
Smith
-
Mortimer
succession
case
comes
also
within
this
period
,
and
so
does
the
tracking
and
arrest
of
Huret
,
the
Boulevard
assassin
—
an
exploit
which
won
for
Holmes
an
autograph
letter
of
thanks
from
the
French
President
and
the
Order
of
the
Legion
of
Honour
.
Each
of
these
would
furnish
a
narrative
,
but
on
the
whole
I
am
of
opinion
that
none
of
them
unites
so
many
singular
points
of
interest
as
the
episode
of
Yoxley
Old
Place
,
which
includes
not
only
the
lamentable
death
of
young
Willoughby
Smith
,
but
also
those
subsequent
developments
which
threw
so
curious
a
light
upon
the
causes
of
the
crime
.
It
was
a
wild
,
tempestuous
night
,
towards
the
close
of
November
.
Holmes
and
I
sat
together
in
silence
all
the
evening
,
he
engaged
with
a
powerful
lens
deciphering
the
remains
of
the
original
inscription
upon
a
palimpsest
,
I
deep
in
a
recent
treatise
upon
surgery
.
Outside
the
wind
howled
down
Baker
Street
,
while
the
rain
beat
fiercely
against
the
windows
.
It
was
strange
there
,
in
the
very
depths
of
the
town
,
with
ten
miles
of
man
’
s
handiwork
on
every
side
of
us
,
to
feel
the
iron
grip
of
Nature
,
and
to
be
conscious
that
to
the
huge
elemental
forces
all
London
was
no
more
than
the
molehills
that
dot
the
fields
.
I
walked
to
the
window
,
and
looked
out
on
the
deserted
street
.
The
occasional
lamps
gleamed
on
the
expanse
of
muddy
road
and
shining
pavement
.
A
single
cab
was
splashing
its
way
from
the
Oxford
Street
end
.
