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The
gale
had
blown
itself
out
next
day
,
but
it
was
a
bitter
morning
when
we
started
upon
our
journey
.
We
saw
the
cold
winter
sun
rise
over
the
dreary
marshes
of
the
Thames
and
the
long
,
sullen
reaches
of
the
river
,
which
I
shall
ever
associate
with
our
pursuit
of
the
Andaman
Islander
in
the
earlier
days
of
our
career
.
After
a
long
and
weary
journey
,
we
alighted
at
a
small
station
some
miles
from
Chatham
.
While
a
horse
was
being
put
into
a
trap
at
the
local
inn
,
we
snatched
a
hurried
breakfast
,
and
so
we
were
all
ready
for
business
when
we
at
last
arrived
at
Yoxley
Old
Place
.
A
constable
met
us
at
the
garden
gate
.
“
Well
,
Wilson
,
any
news
?
”
“
No
,
sir
—
nothing
.
”
“
No
reports
of
any
stranger
seen
?
”
“
No
,
sir
.
Down
at
the
station
they
are
certain
that
no
stranger
either
came
or
went
yesterday
.
”
“
Have
you
had
inquiries
made
at
inns
and
lodgings
?
”
“
Yes
,
sir
:
there
is
no
one
that
we
cannot
account
for
.
”
“
Well
,
it
’
s
only
a
reasonable
walk
to
Chatham
.
Anyone
might
stay
there
or
take
a
train
without
being
observed
.
This
is
the
garden
path
of
which
I
spoke
,
Mr
.
Holmes
.
I
’
ll
pledge
my
word
there
was
no
mark
on
it
yesterday
.
”
“
On
which
side
were
the
marks
on
the
grass
?
”
“
This
side
,
sir
.
This
narrow
margin
of
grass
between
the
path
and
the
flower
-
bed
.
I
can
’
t
see
the
traces
now
,
but
they
were
clear
to
me
then
.
”
