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“
I
have
done
the
lawn
and
the
bicycle
shed
,
”
said
he
.
“
I
have
also
had
a
rumble
through
the
Ragged
Shaw
.
Now
,
Watson
,
there
is
cocoa
ready
in
the
next
room
.
I
must
beg
you
to
hurry
,
for
we
have
a
great
day
before
us
.
”
His
eyes
shone
,
and
his
cheek
was
flushed
with
the
exhilaration
of
the
master
workman
who
sees
his
work
lie
ready
before
him
.
A
very
different
Holmes
,
this
active
,
alert
man
,
from
the
introspective
and
pallid
dreamer
of
Baker
Street
.
I
felt
,
as
I
looked
upon
that
supple
figure
,
alive
with
nervous
energy
,
that
it
was
indeed
a
strenuous
day
that
awaited
us
.
And
yet
it
opened
in
the
blackest
disappointment
.
With
high
hopes
we
struck
across
the
peaty
,
russet
moor
,
intersected
with
a
thousand
sheep
paths
,
until
we
came
to
the
broad
,
light
-
green
belt
which
marked
the
morass
between
us
and
Holdernesse
.
Certainly
,
if
the
lad
had
gone
homeward
,
he
must
have
passed
this
,
and
he
could
not
pass
it
without
leaving
his
traces
.
But
no
sign
of
him
or
the
German
could
be
seen
.
With
a
darkening
face
my
friend
strode
along
the
margin
,
eagerly
observant
of
every
muddy
stain
upon
the
mossy
surface
.
Sheep
-
marks
there
were
in
profusion
,
and
at
one
place
,
some
miles
down
,
cows
had
left
their
tracks
.
Nothing
more
.
“
Check
number
one
,
”
said
Holmes
,
looking
gloomily
over
the
rolling
expanse
of
the
moor
.
“
There
is
another
morass
down
yonder
,
and
a
narrow
neck
between
.
Halloa
!
halloa
!
halloa
!
what
have
we
here
?
”
We
had
come
on
a
small
black
ribbon
of
pathway
.
In
the
middle
of
it
,
clearly
marked
on
the
sodden
soil
,
was
the
track
of
a
bicycle
.
“
Hurrah
!
”
I
cried
.
“
We
have
it
.
”
But
Holmes
was
shaking
his
head
,
and
his
face
was
puzzled
and
expectant
rather
than
joyous
.
“
A
bicycle
,
certainly
,
but
not
the
bicycle
,
”
said
he
.
“
I
am
familiar
with
forty
-
two
different
impressions
left
by
tires
.
This
,
as
you
perceive
,
is
a
Dunlop
,
with
a
patch
upon
the
outer
cover
.
Heidegger
’
s
tires
were
Palmer
’
s
,
leaving
longitudinal
stripes
.
Aveling
,
the
mathematical
master
,
was
sure
upon
the
point
.
Therefore
,
it
is
not
Heidegger
’
s
track
.
”
“
The
boy
’
s
,
then
?
”
“
Possibly
,
if
we
could
prove
a
bicycle
to
have
been
in
his
possession
.
But
this
we
have
utterly
failed
to
do
.
This
track
,
as
you
perceive
,
was
made
by
a
rider
who
was
going
from
the
direction
of
the
school
.
”
