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The
wind
howled
and
screamed
at
the
windows
.
Holmes
and
I
drew
closer
to
the
fire
,
while
the
young
inspector
slowly
and
point
by
point
developed
his
singular
narrative
.
“
If
you
were
to
search
all
England
,
”
said
he
,
“
I
don
’
t
suppose
you
could
find
a
household
more
self
-
contained
or
freer
from
outside
influences
.
Whole
weeks
would
pass
,
and
not
one
of
them
go
past
the
garden
gate
.
The
professor
was
buried
in
his
work
and
existed
for
nothing
else
.
Young
Smith
knew
nobody
in
the
neighbourhood
,
and
lived
very
much
as
his
employer
did
.
The
two
women
had
nothing
to
take
them
from
the
house
.
Mortimer
,
the
gardener
,
who
wheels
the
Bath
chair
,
is
an
army
pensioner
—
an
old
Crimean
man
of
excellent
character
.
He
does
not
live
in
the
house
,
but
in
a
three
-
roomed
cottage
at
the
other
end
of
the
garden
.
Those
are
the
only
people
that
you
would
find
within
the
grounds
of
Yoxley
Old
Place
.
At
the
same
time
,
the
gate
of
the
garden
is
a
hundred
yards
from
the
main
London
to
Chatham
road
.
It
opens
with
a
latch
,
and
there
is
nothing
to
prevent
anyone
from
walking
in
.
“
Now
I
will
give
you
the
evidence
of
Susan
Tarlton
,
who
is
the
only
person
who
can
say
anything
positive
about
the
matter
.
It
was
in
the
forenoon
,
between
eleven
and
twelve
.
She
was
engaged
at
the
moment
in
hanging
some
curtains
in
the
upstairs
front
bedroom
.
Professor
Coram
was
still
in
bed
,
for
when
the
weather
is
bad
he
seldom
rises
before
midday
.
The
housekeeper
was
busied
with
some
work
in
the
back
of
the
house
.
Willoughby
Smith
had
been
in
his
bedroom
,
which
he
uses
as
a
sitting
-
room
,
but
the
maid
heard
him
at
that
moment
pass
along
the
passage
and
descend
to
the
study
immediately
below
her
.
She
did
not
see
him
,
but
she
says
that
she
could
not
be
mistaken
in
his
quick
,
firm
tread
.
She
did
not
hear
the
study
door
close
,
but
a
minute
or
so
later
there
was
a
dreadful
cry
in
the
room
below
.
It
was
a
wild
,
hoarse
scream
,
so
strange
and
unnatural
that
it
might
have
come
either
from
a
man
or
a
woman
.
At
the
same
instant
there
was
a
heavy
thud
,
which
shook
the
old
house
,
and
then
all
was
silence
.
The
maid
stood
petrified
for
a
moment
,
and
then
,
recovering
her
courage
,
she
ran
downstairs
.
The
study
door
was
shut
and
she
opened
it
.
Inside
,
young
Mr
.
Willoughby
Smith
was
stretched
upon
the
floor
.
At
first
she
could
see
no
injury
,
but
as
she
tried
to
raise
him
she
saw
that
blood
was
pouring
from
the
underside
of
his
neck
.
It
was
pierced
by
a
very
small
but
very
deep
wound
,
which
had
divided
the
carotid
artery
.
The
instrument
with
which
the
injury
had
been
inflicted
lay
upon
the
carpet
beside
him
.
It
was
one
of
those
small
sealing
-
wax
knives
to
be
found
on
old
-
fashioned
writing
-
tables
,
with
an
ivory
handle
and
a
stiff
blade
.
It
was
part
of
the
fittings
of
the
professor
’
s
own
desk
.
“
At
first
the
maid
thought
that
young
Smith
was
already
dead
,
but
on
pouring
some
water
from
the
carafe
over
his
forehead
he
opened
his
eyes
for
an
instant
.
‘
The
professor
,
’
he
murmured
—
‘
it
was
she
.
’
The
maid
is
prepared
to
swear
that
those
were
the
exact
words
.
He
tried
desperately
to
say
something
else
,
and
he
held
his
right
hand
up
in
the
air
.
Then
he
fell
back
dead
.
“
In
the
meantime
the
housekeeper
had
also
arrived
upon
the
scene
,
but
she
was
just
too
late
to
catch
the
young
man
’
s
dying
words
.
Leaving
Susan
with
the
body
,
she
hurried
to
the
professor
’
s
room
.
He
was
sitting
up
in
bed
,
horribly
agitated
,
for
he
had
heard
enough
to
convince
him
that
something
terrible
had
occurred
.
Mrs
.
Marker
is
prepared
to
swear
that
the
professor
was
still
in
his
night
-
clothes
,
and
indeed
it
was
impossible
for
him
to
dress
without
the
help
of
Mortimer
,
whose
orders
were
to
come
at
twelve
o
’
clock
.
The
professor
declares
that
he
heard
the
distant
cry
,
but
that
he
knows
nothing
more
.
He
can
give
no
explanation
of
the
young
man
’
s
last
words
,
‘
The
professor
—
it
was
she
,
’
but
imagines
that
they
were
the
outcome
of
delirium
.
He
believes
that
Willoughby
Smith
had
not
an
enemy
in
the
world
,
and
can
give
no
reason
for
the
crime
.
His
first
action
was
to
send
Mortimer
,
the
gardener
,
for
the
local
police
.
A
little
later
the
chief
constable
sent
for
me
.
Nothing
was
moved
before
I
got
there
,
and
strict
orders
were
given
that
no
one
should
walk
upon
the
paths
leading
to
the
house
.
It
was
a
splendid
chance
of
putting
your
theories
into
practice
,
Mr
.
Sherlock
Holmes
.
There
was
really
nothing
wanting
.
”
“
Except
Mr
.
Sherlock
Holmes
,
”
said
my
companion
,
with
a
somewhat
bitter
smile
.
“
Well
,
let
us
hear
about
it
.
What
sort
of
a
job
did
you
make
of
it
?
”
“
I
must
ask
you
first
,
Mr
.
Holmes
,
to
glance
at
this
rough
plan
,
which
will
give
you
a
general
idea
of
the
position
of
the
professor
’
s
study
and
the
various
points
of
the
case
.
It
will
help
you
in
following
my
investigation
.
”
He
unfolded
the
rough
chart
,
which
I
here
reproduce
,
and
he
laid
it
across
Holmes
’
s
knee
.
I
rose
and
,
standing
behind
Holmes
,
studied
it
over
his
shoulder
.
