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“
How
do
you
know
?
”
“
Because
I
recognized
their
sentinel
when
I
glanced
out
of
my
window
.
He
is
a
harmless
enough
fellow
,
Parker
by
name
,
a
garroter
by
trade
,
and
a
remarkable
performer
upon
the
jew
’
s
-
harp
.
I
cared
nothing
for
him
.
But
I
cared
a
great
deal
for
the
much
more
formidable
person
who
was
behind
him
,
the
bosom
friend
of
Moriarty
,
the
man
who
dropped
the
rocks
over
the
cliff
,
the
most
cunning
and
dangerous
criminal
in
London
.
That
is
the
man
who
is
after
me
to
-
night
Watson
,
and
that
is
the
man
who
is
quite
unaware
that
we
are
after
him
.
”
My
friend
’
s
plans
were
gradually
revealing
themselves
.
From
this
convenient
retreat
,
the
watchers
were
being
watched
and
the
trackers
tracked
.
That
angular
shadow
up
yonder
was
the
bait
,
and
we
were
the
hunters
.
In
silence
we
stood
together
in
the
darkness
and
watched
the
hurrying
figures
who
passed
and
repassed
in
front
of
us
.
Holmes
was
silent
and
motionless
;
but
I
could
tell
that
he
was
keenly
alert
,
and
that
his
eyes
were
fixed
intently
upon
the
stream
of
passers
-
by
.
It
was
a
bleak
and
boisterous
night
and
the
wind
whistled
shrilly
down
the
long
street
.
Many
people
were
moving
to
and
fro
,
most
of
them
muffled
in
their
coats
and
cravats
.
Once
or
twice
it
seemed
to
me
that
I
had
seen
the
same
figure
before
,
and
I
especially
noticed
two
men
who
appeared
to
be
sheltering
themselves
from
the
wind
in
the
doorway
of
a
house
some
distance
up
the
street
.
I
tried
to
draw
my
companion
’
s
attention
to
them
;
but
he
gave
a
little
ejaculation
of
impatience
,
and
continued
to
stare
into
the
street
.
More
than
once
he
fidgeted
with
his
feet
and
tapped
rapidly
with
his
fingers
upon
the
wall
.
It
was
evident
to
me
that
he
was
becoming
uneasy
,
and
that
his
plans
were
not
working
out
altogether
as
he
had
hoped
.
At
last
,
as
midnight
approached
and
the
street
gradually
cleared
,
he
paced
up
and
down
the
room
in
uncontrollable
agitation
.
I
was
about
to
make
some
remark
to
him
,
when
I
raised
my
eyes
to
the
lighted
window
,
and
again
experienced
almost
as
great
a
surprise
as
before
.
I
clutched
Holmes
’
s
arm
,
and
pointed
upward
.
“
The
shadow
has
moved
!
”
I
cried
.
It
was
indeed
no
longer
the
profile
,
but
the
back
,
which
was
turned
towards
us
.
Three
years
had
certainly
not
smoothed
the
asperities
of
his
temper
or
his
impatience
with
a
less
active
intelligence
than
his
own
.
“
Of
course
it
has
moved
,
”
said
he
.
“
Am
I
such
a
farcical
bungler
,
Watson
,
that
I
should
erect
an
obvious
dummy
,
and
expect
that
some
of
the
sharpest
men
in
Europe
would
be
deceived
by
it
?
We
have
been
in
this
room
two
hours
,
and
Mrs
.
Hudson
has
made
some
change
in
that
figure
eight
times
,
or
once
in
every
quarter
of
an
hour
.
She
works
it
from
the
front
,
so
that
her
shadow
may
never
be
seen
.
Ah
!
”
He
drew
in
his
breath
with
a
shrill
,
excited
intake
.
In
the
dim
light
I
saw
his
head
thrown
forward
,
his
whole
attitude
rigid
with
attention
.
Outside
the
street
was
absolutely
deserted
.
Those
two
men
might
still
be
crouching
in
the
doorway
,
but
I
could
no
longer
see
them
.
All
was
still
and
dark
,
save
only
that
brilliant
yellow
screen
in
front
of
us
with
the
black
figure
outlined
upon
its
centre
.
Again
in
the
utter
silence
I
heard
that
thin
,
sibilant
note
which
spoke
of
intense
suppressed
excitement
.
An
instant
later
he
pulled
me
back
into
the
blackest
corner
of
the
room
,
and
I
felt
his
warning
hand
upon
my
lips
.
The
fingers
which
clutched
me
were
quivering
.
Never
had
I
known
my
friend
more
moved
,
and
yet
the
dark
street
still
stretched
lonely
and
motionless
before
us
.
