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“
Because
we
have
in
this
case
one
singular
incident
coming
close
to
the
heels
of
another
singular
incident
.
The
police
are
making
the
mistake
of
concentrating
their
attention
upon
the
second
,
because
it
happens
to
be
the
one
which
is
actually
criminal
.
But
it
is
evident
to
me
that
the
logical
way
to
approach
the
case
is
to
begin
by
trying
to
throw
some
light
upon
the
first
incident
—
the
curious
will
,
so
suddenly
made
,
and
to
so
unexpected
an
heir
.
It
may
do
something
to
simplify
what
followed
.
No
,
my
dear
fellow
,
I
don
’
t
think
you
can
help
me
.
There
is
no
prospect
of
danger
,
or
I
should
not
dream
of
stirring
out
without
you
.
I
trust
that
when
I
see
you
in
the
evening
,
I
will
be
able
to
report
that
I
have
been
able
to
do
something
for
this
unfortunate
youngster
,
who
has
thrown
himself
upon
my
protection
.
”
It
was
late
when
my
friend
returned
,
and
I
could
see
,
by
a
glance
at
his
haggard
and
anxious
face
,
that
the
high
hopes
with
which
he
had
started
had
not
been
fulfilled
.
For
an
hour
he
droned
away
upon
his
violin
,
endeavouring
to
soothe
his
own
ruffled
spirits
.
At
last
he
flung
down
the
instrument
,
and
plunged
into
a
detailed
account
of
his
misadventures
.
“
It
’
s
all
going
wrong
,
Watson
—
all
as
wrong
as
it
can
go
.
I
kept
a
bold
face
before
Lestrade
,
but
,
upon
my
soul
,
I
believe
that
for
once
the
fellow
is
on
the
right
track
and
we
are
on
the
wrong
.
All
my
instincts
are
one
way
,
and
all
the
facts
are
the
other
,
and
I
much
fear
that
British
juries
have
not
yet
attained
that
pitch
of
intelligence
when
they
will
give
the
preference
to
my
theories
over
Lestrade
’
s
facts
.
”
“
Did
you
go
to
Blackheath
?
”
“
Yes
,
Watson
,
I
went
there
,
and
I
found
very
quickly
that
the
late
lamented
Oldacre
was
a
pretty
considerable
blackguard
.
The
father
was
away
in
search
of
his
son
.
The
mother
was
at
home
—
a
little
,
fluffy
,
blue
-
eyed
person
,
in
a
tremor
of
fear
and
indignation
.
Of
course
,
she
would
not
admit
even
the
possibility
of
his
guilt
.
But
she
would
not
express
either
surprise
or
regret
over
the
fate
of
Oldacre
.
On
the
contrary
,
she
spoke
of
him
with
such
bitterness
that
she
was
unconsciously
considerably
strengthening
the
case
of
the
police
for
,
of
course
,
if
her
son
had
heard
her
speak
of
the
man
in
this
fashion
,
it
would
predispose
him
towards
hatred
and
violence
.
‘
He
was
more
like
a
malignant
and
cunning
ape
than
a
human
being
,
’
said
she
,
‘
and
he
always
was
,
ever
since
he
was
a
young
man
.
’
“
‘
You
knew
him
at
that
time
?
’
said
I
.
“
‘
Yes
,
I
knew
him
well
,
in
fact
,
he
was
an
old
suitor
of
mine
.
Thank
heaven
that
I
had
the
sense
to
turn
away
from
him
and
to
marry
a
better
,
if
poorer
,
man
.
I
was
engaged
to
him
,
Mr
.
Holmes
,
when
I
heard
a
shocking
story
of
how
he
had
turned
a
cat
loose
in
an
aviary
,
and
I
was
so
horrified
at
his
brutal
cruelty
that
I
would
have
nothing
more
to
do
with
him
.
’
She
rummaged
in
a
bureau
,
and
presently
she
produced
a
photograph
of
a
woman
,
shamefully
defaced
and
mutilated
with
a
knife
.
‘
That
is
my
own
photograph
,
’
she
said
.
‘
He
sent
it
to
me
in
that
state
,
with
his
curse
,
upon
my
wedding
morning
.
’
“
‘
Well
,
’
said
I
,
‘
at
least
he
has
forgiven
you
now
,
since
he
has
left
all
his
property
to
your
son
.
’
