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“
Ah
!
I
am
only
a
student
—
a
man
of
dreams
.
I
cannot
explain
the
practical
things
of
life
.
But
still
,
we
are
aware
,
my
friend
,
that
love
-
gages
may
take
strange
shapes
.
By
all
means
take
another
cigarette
.
It
is
a
pleasure
to
see
anyone
appreciate
them
so
.
A
fan
,
a
glove
,
glasses
—
who
knows
what
article
may
be
carried
as
a
token
or
treasured
when
a
man
puts
an
end
to
his
life
?
This
gentleman
speaks
of
footsteps
in
the
grass
,
but
,
after
all
,
it
is
easy
to
be
mistaken
on
such
a
point
.
As
to
the
knife
,
it
might
well
be
thrown
far
from
the
unfortunate
man
as
he
fell
.
It
is
possible
that
I
speak
as
a
child
,
but
to
me
it
seems
that
Willoughby
Smith
has
met
his
fate
by
his
own
hand
.
”
Holmes
seemed
struck
by
the
theory
thus
put
forward
,
and
he
continued
to
walk
up
and
down
for
some
time
,
lost
in
thought
and
consuming
cigarette
after
cigarette
.
“
Tell
me
,
Professor
Coram
,
”
he
said
,
at
last
,
“
what
is
in
that
cupboard
in
the
bureau
?
”
“
Nothing
that
would
help
a
thief
.
Family
papers
,
letters
from
my
poor
wife
,
diplomas
of
universities
which
have
done
me
honour
.
Here
is
the
key
.
You
can
look
for
yourself
.
”
Holmes
picked
up
the
key
,
and
looked
at
it
for
an
instant
,
then
he
handed
it
back
.
“
No
,
I
hardly
think
that
it
would
help
me
,
”
said
he
.
“
I
should
prefer
to
go
quietly
down
to
your
garden
,
and
turn
the
whole
matter
over
in
my
head
.
There
is
something
to
be
said
for
the
theory
of
suicide
which
you
have
put
forward
.
We
must
apologize
for
having
intruded
upon
you
,
Professor
Coram
,
and
I
promise
that
we
won
’
t
disturb
you
until
after
lunch
.
At
two
o
’
clock
we
will
come
again
,
and
report
to
you
anything
which
may
have
happened
in
the
interval
.
”
Holmes
was
curiously
distrait
,
and
we
walked
up
and
down
the
garden
path
for
some
time
in
silence
.
“
Have
you
a
clue
?
”
I
asked
,
at
last
.
“
It
depends
upon
those
cigarettes
that
I
smoked
,
”
said
he
.
“
It
is
possible
that
I
am
utterly
mistaken
.
The
cigarettes
will
show
me
.
”
