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“
I
know
nothing
about
it
.
”
“
Did
you
hear
from
Mr
.
Staunton
in
London
?
”
“
Certainly
not
.
”
“
Dear
me
,
dear
me
—
the
postoffice
again
!
”
Holmes
sighed
,
wearily
.
“
A
most
urgent
telegram
was
dispatched
to
you
from
London
by
Godfrey
Staunton
at
six
-
fifteen
yesterday
evening
—
a
telegram
which
is
undoubtedly
associated
with
his
disappearance
—
and
yet
you
have
not
had
it
.
It
is
most
culpable
.
I
shall
certainly
go
down
to
the
office
here
and
register
a
complaint
.
”
Dr
.
Leslie
Armstrong
sprang
up
from
behind
his
desk
,
and
his
dark
face
was
crimson
with
fury
.
“
I
’
ll
trouble
you
to
walk
out
of
my
house
,
sir
,
”
said
he
.
“
You
can
tell
your
employer
,
Lord
Mount
-
James
,
that
I
do
not
wish
to
have
anything
to
do
either
with
him
or
with
his
agents
.
No
,
sir
—
not
another
word
!
”
He
rang
the
bell
furiously
.
“
John
,
show
these
gentlemen
out
!
”
A
pompous
butler
ushered
us
severely
to
the
door
,
and
we
found
ourselves
in
the
street
.
Holmes
burst
out
laughing
.
“
Dr
.
Leslie
Armstrong
is
certainly
a
man
of
energy
and
character
,
”
said
he
.
“
I
have
not
seen
a
man
who
,
if
he
turns
his
talents
that
way
,
was
more
calculated
to
fill
the
gap
left
by
the
illustrious
Moriarty
.
And
now
,
my
poor
Watson
,
here
we
are
,
stranded
and
friendless
in
this
inhospitable
town
,
which
we
cannot
leave
without
abandoning
our
case
.
This
little
inn
just
opposite
Armstrong
’
s
house
is
singularly
adapted
to
our
needs
.
If
you
would
engage
a
front
room
and
purchase
the
necessaries
for
the
night
,
I
may
have
time
to
make
a
few
inquiries
.
”
These
few
inquiries
proved
,
however
,
to
be
a
more
lengthy
proceeding
than
Holmes
had
imagined
,
for
he
did
not
return
to
the
inn
until
nearly
nine
o
’
clock
.
He
was
pale
and
dejected
,
stained
with
dust
,
and
exhausted
with
hunger
and
fatigue
.
A
cold
supper
was
ready
upon
the
table
,
and
when
his
needs
were
satisfied
and
his
pipe
alight
he
was
ready
to
take
that
half
comic
and
wholly
philosophic
view
which
was
natural
to
him
when
his
affairs
were
going
awry
.
The
sound
of
carriage
wheels
caused
him
to
rise
and
glance
out
of
the
window
.
A
brougham
and
pair
of
greys
,
under
the
glare
of
a
gas
-
lamp
,
stood
before
the
doctor
’
s
door
.
“
It
’
s
been
out
three
hours
,
”
said
Holmes
;
“
started
at
half
-
past
six
,
and
here
it
is
back
again
.
That
gives
a
radius
of
ten
or
twelve
miles
,
and
he
does
it
once
,
or
sometimes
twice
,
a
day
.
”
