day
Supposing
unhappy young man's story were absolutely true, then what hellish thing, what absolutely unforeseen and extraordinary calamity
occurred
time when he parted
father,
moment when drawn back by his screams, he rushed
glade ?
something terrible and deadly
What could it be ?
the nature
injuries reveal something to my medical instincts ? I rang the bell and called
weekly county paper, which contained
verbatim account
inquest
surgeon's deposition
stated
posterior third
left parietal bone
left half
occipital bone hail been shattered by
heavy blow from
blunt weapon
I marked the spot upon my own head
Clearly such
blow must
struck from behind
That was to some extent in favour
accused, as when seen quarrelling
father
Still, it
go for
,
older man
turned his back
blow fell
Still, it
worth while
Holmes's attention
Then
the peculiar dying reference to
rat
What could that mean ? It
delirium

man dying from
sudden blow
commonly become delirious
No,
more likely
an attempt to explain how he met his fate
But what could it indicate ? I cudgelled my brains
some possible explanation
And then the incident
grey cloth seen by young McCarthy
were true the murderer
dropped some part
dress, presumably his overcoat,
flight, and
had the hardihood to return and to carry it away
instant
son was kneeling
back turned not
dozen paces off
What
tissue of mysteries and improbabilities the whole thing was !
wonder at Lestrade's opinion, and yet I had
faith in Sherlock Holmes's insight that
lose hope as long as every fresh fact seemed to strengthen his conviction of young McCarthy's innocence

late before Sherlock Holmes returned
back alone, for Lestrade was staying in lodgings
town

"The glass still keeps very high," he remarked as he sat down
"
of importance
rain before
able
over the ground
other hand,
man
at his very best and keenest for such nice work
, and
wish
when fagged by
long journey
young McCarthy
"
"And what did you learn
? "
"Nothing
"
"Could he throw no light ? "
"None at all
inclined
at
that
who had done it and was screening him or her, but
convinced now that
as puzzled as everyone else
very quick-witted youth, though comely to look at and,
think, sound at heart
"
"
admire his taste," I remarked, "
indeed
fact that
averse to
marriage with so charming
young lady
Miss Turner
"
"Ah, thereby hangs
rather painful tale
This fellow is madly, insanely, in love with her, but some two
, when
only
lad, and before he really knew her, for she
away five years at
boarding-school, what does the idiot do but get
clutches of
barmaid in Bristol and marry her at
registry office ? No one knows
word
matter, but
imagine how maddening it
to him
upbraided for not doing what
give his very eyes
, but what
absolutely impossible
sheer frenzy
sort which made him throw his hands up
air when his father, at their last interview, was goading him on to propose to Miss Turner
other hand, he had no means of supporting himself,
father, who was by all accounts
very hard man,
thrown him over utterly had he known the truth
barmaid wife that he had spent the last three days in Bristol,
father
know where
Mark that point
of importance
Good
out of evil, however,
barmaid, finding
papers that
in serious trouble and likely
hanged, has thrown him over utterly and
to him
that she has
husband already
Bermuda Dockyard, so
really no tie
that that bit of news has consoled young McCarthy for all that he has suffered
"
"But if
innocent, who
it ? "
"Ah ! who ?
call your attention very particularly to two points
One is
murdered man had an appointment with someone
pool, and
someone
his son,
son was away, and
know when
return
The second is
murdered man was heard to cry 'Cooee ! ' before
that his son had returned
Those are the crucial points
the case depends
And now
talk about George Meredith,
please, and
leave all minor matters until to-morrow
"
no rain, as Holmes had foretold,
morning broke bright and cloudless
At nine o'clock Lestrade called
carriage, and we set off for Hatherley Farm
Boscombe Pool

"
serious news
," Lestrade observed
"
said that Mr Turner,
Hall, is so ill that his life is despaired of
"
"An elderly man, I presume ? " said Holmes

"About sixty; but his constitution
shattered by his life abroad, and he
in failing health for
This business has had
very bad effect upon him
an old friend of McCarthy's, and,
add,
great benefactor to him, for
learned that
him Hatherley Farm rent free
"
"Indeed !
interesting," said Holmes

"Oh, yes ! In
hundred other ways he has helped him
Everybody about here speaks
kindness to him
"
"Really ! Does it not strike you as
little singular
McCarthy, who appears to
little
own, and
under such obligations to Turner, should still talk of marrying his son to Turner's daughter,
, presumably, heiress
estate,
very cocksure manner,
it were merely
case of
proposal and all else would follow ?
more strange, since
that Turner himself was averse
idea
The daughter told us
not deduce something
? "
"
got
deductions
inferences," said Lestrade, winking at me
"
it hard enough to tackle facts, Holmes, without flying away after theories and fancies
"
"
right," said Holmes demurely; "
find it very hard to tackle the facts
"
"Anyhow,
grasped one fact which you seem
it difficult
hold of," replied Lesbiade with some warmth

"
is--"
"That McCarthy senior met his death from McCarthy junior
all theories
contrary are the merest moonshine
"
"Well, moonshine is
brighter thing than fog," said Holmes, laughing
"But
mistaken if
Hatherley Farm
left
"
"Yes,
it
"
widespread, comfortable-looking building, two-storied, slate-roofed, with great yellow blotches of lichen
grey walls
The drawn blinds
smokeless chimneys, however, gave it
stricken look,
the weight
horror still lay heavy upon it
We called
door,
maid, at Holmes's request, showed us the boots which her master wore
death, and also
pair
son's, though not the pair which he had then had
Having measured these very carefully from seven or eight different points, Holmes desired
led
court-yard,
we all followed the winding track which led to Boscombe Pool

Sherlock Holmes was transformed when
hot
scent
Men who had only known the quiet thinker and logician of Baker Street
failed to recognise him
His face flushed and darkened
His brows were drawn into two hard black lines, while his eyes shone out from beneath them with
steely glitter
His face was bent downward, his shoulders bowed, his lips compressed,