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”
He
hurried
for
the
door
,
and
knocked
in
his
peculiar
way
.
We
could
see
a
tall
old
woman
admit
him
,
and
sway
with
pleasure
at
the
very
sight
of
him
.
“
Oh
,
Mr
.
Thaddeus
,
sir
,
I
am
so
glad
you
have
come
!
I
am
so
glad
you
have
come
,
Mr
.
Thaddeus
,
sir
!
”
We
heard
her
reiterated
rejoicings
until
the
door
was
closed
and
her
voice
died
away
into
a
muffled
monotone
.
Our
guide
had
left
us
the
lantern
.
Holmes
swung
it
slowly
round
,
and
peered
keenly
at
the
house
,
and
at
the
great
rubbish
-
heaps
which
cumbered
the
grounds
.
Miss
Morstan
and
I
stood
together
,
and
her
hand
was
in
mine
.
A
wondrous
subtle
thing
is
love
,
for
here
were
we
two
who
had
never
seen
each
other
before
that
day
,
between
whom
no
word
or
even
look
of
affection
had
ever
passed
,
and
yet
now
in
an
hour
of
trouble
our
hands
instinctively
sought
for
each
other
.
I
have
marvelled
at
it
since
,
but
at
the
time
it
seemed
the
most
natural
thing
that
I
should
go
out
to
her
so
,
and
,
as
she
has
often
told
me
,
there
was
in
her
also
the
instinct
to
turn
to
me
for
comfort
and
protection
.
So
we
stood
hand
in
hand
,
like
two
children
,
and
there
was
peace
in
our
hearts
for
all
the
dark
things
that
surrounded
us
.
“
What
a
strange
place
!
”
she
said
,
looking
round
.
“
It
looks
as
though
all
the
moles
in
England
had
been
let
loose
in
it
.
I
have
seen
something
of
the
sort
on
the
side
of
a
hill
near
Ballarat
,
where
the
prospectors
had
been
at
work
.
”
“
And
from
the
same
cause
,
”
said
Holmes
.
“
These
are
the
traces
of
the
treasure
-
seekers
.
You
must
remember
that
they
were
six
years
looking
for
it
.
No
wonder
that
the
grounds
look
like
a
gravel
-
pit
.
”
At
that
moment
the
door
of
the
house
burst
open
,
and
Thaddeus
Sholto
came
running
out
,
with
his
hands
thrown
forward
and
terror
in
his
eyes
.
“
There
is
something
amiss
with
Bartholomew
!
”
he
cried
.
“
I
am
frightened
!
My
nerves
cannot
stand
it
.
”
He
was
,
indeed
,
half
blubbering
with
fear
,
and
his
twitching
feeble
face
peeping
out
from
the
great
Astrakhan
collar
had
the
helpless
appealing
expression
of
a
terrified
child
.
“
Come
into
the
house
,
”
said
Holmes
,
in
his
crisp
,
firm
way
.
