always oppressed with
sense
own stupidity in my dealings with Sherlock Holmes
Here I had heard what he had heard, I had seen what he had seen, and yet
words
evident that
clearly
what had happened but
about to happen, while
the whole business was still confused and grotesque
As I drove home to my house in Kensington
over it all,
extraordinary story
red-headed copier
Encyclopaedia down
visit to Saxe-Coburg Square,
ominous words
he had parted from me
What
nocturnal expedition, and why should I go armed ? Where were we going, and what were we
? I had the hint from Holmes
smooth-faced pawnbroker's assistant was
formidable man--a man
play
deep game
I tried to puzzle it out, but gave it up in despair and set the matter aside until night should bring an explanation

quarter-past nine when I started from home and made my way across the Park, and so through Oxford Street to Baker Street
Two hansoms were standing
door, and as I entered the passage I heard the sound of voices from above
On entering his room
Holmes in animated conversation with two men, one of whom I recognized as Peter Jones, the official police agent, while the other was
long, thin, sad-faced man, with
very shiny hat and oppressively respectable frock-coat

"Ha ! Our party is complete," said Holmes, buttoning up his peajacket and taking his heavy hunting crop
rack
"Watson,
Mr Jones, of Scotland Yard ? Let me introduce you to Mr Merryweather, who
our companion in to-night's adventure
"
"We're hunting in couples again, Doctor,
," said Jones
consequential way
"Our friend
wonderful man for starting
chase
All
is an old dog to help him
running down
"
"
wild goose may not prove
the end
chase," observed Mr Merryweather gloomily

"
place considerable confidence in Mr Holmes, sir," said the police agent loftily
"He has his own little methods, which are, if he won't mind my saying so, just
little too theoretical and fantastic, but he
makings of
detective in him
that
, as
business
Sholto murder
Agra treasure, he
more nearly correct
official force
"
"Oh,
say so, Mr Jones,
all right," said the stranger with deference
"Still, I confess that I miss my rubber
first Saturday night for seven-and-twenty years that
my rubber
"
"
," said Sherlock Holmes, "that
play for
higher stake to-night than
ever done yet, and
play
more exciting
, Mr Merryweather, the stake
some 30,000 pounds; and
, Jones,
the man upon whom you wish to lay your hands
"
"John Clay, the murderer, thief, smasher, and forger
He's
young man, Mr Merryweather, but
head
profession, and
rather have my bracelets on him than on any criminal in London
He's
remarkable man, is young John Clay
His grandfather was
royal duke, and he himself
to Eton and Oxford
His brain is as cunning
as his fingers, and though we meet signs of him at every turn, we never know where
the man himself
He'll crack
crib in Scotland one week, and be raising money to build an orphanage in Cornwall the next
I've been
track for years
never set eyes on him yet
"
"
the pleasure of introducing you to-night
I've had
little turns also with Mr John Clay, and I agree
that
head
profession
past ten, however, and quite time that we started
two will
first hansom, Watson
follow
second
"
Sherlock Holmes was not very communicative during the long drive and lay back
cab humming the tunes which he had heard
afternoon
We rattled through an endless labyrinth of gas-lit streets until we emerged into Farrington Street

"
close there now," my friend remarked
"This fellow Merryweather is
bank director, and personally interested
matter
it
Jones
also
bad fellow, though an absolute imbecile
profession
He has one positive virtue
as brave as
bulldog and as tenacious as
lobster if he gets his claws upon anyone
Here
, and
waiting
"
We had reached the same crowded thoroughfare
we had found ourselves
morning
Our cabs were dismissed, and, following the guidance of Mr Merryweather, we passed down
narrow passage and through
side door, which he opened
Within
small corridor, which ended in
very massive iron gate
This also was opened, and led down
flight of winding stone steps, which terminated at another formidable gate
Mr Merryweather stopped to light
lantern, and then conducted us down
dark, earth-smelling passage, and so, after opening
third door, into
huge vault or cellar,
piled all round with crates and massive boxes

"
very vulnerable from above," Holmes remarked as he held up the lantern and gazed about him

"Nor from below," said Mr Merryweather, striking his stick
flags which lined the floor
"Why, dear me, it sounds quite hollow ! " he remarked, looking up in surprise

"
really
little more quiet ! " said Holmes severely
"
already imperilled the whole success
expedition
Might I beg that
the goodness to sit down upon one
boxes, and not to interfere ? "
The solemn Mr Merryweather perched himself upon
crate, with
very injured expression upon his face, while Holmes fell upon his knees
floor and,
lantern and
magnifying lens, began to examine minutely the cracks
stones

few seconds sufficed to satisfy him, for he sprang
feet again and put his glass
pocket

"
an hour
," he remarked, "for
hardly take any steps until the good pawnbroker is safely in bed
Then
lose
minute,
sooner
their work the longer time
for their escape
at present, Doctor--as
divined--
cellar
City branch of
principal London banks
Mr Merryweather
chairman of directors, and
explain
reasons why the more daring criminals of London should take
considerable interest
cellar at present
"
"
our French gold," whispered the director
"
several warnings that an attempt
made upon it
"
"Your French gold ? "
"Yes
We had occasion some
to strengthen our resources and borrowed
purpose 30,000 napoleons
Bank of France
It has become known that
never had occasion to unpack the money, and
still lying
cellar
The crate
I sit contains 2,000 napoleons packed between layers of lead foil
Our reserve of bullion is much larger at present than is usually kept in
single branch office,
directors
misgivings
"
"Which were
justified," observed Holmes
"And now
time that we arranged our little plans
I expect that within an hour matters will come to
head
meantime Mr Merryweather,
put the screen over that dark lantern
"
"And sit
dark ? "
"
afraid so
I had brought
pack of cards in my pocket, and
that,
were
partie carree, you
your rubber after all
But
enemy's preparations
that
risk the presence of
light
And, first of all,
choose our positions
These are daring men, and though
take them at
disadvantage,
do us some harm unless
careful
stand behind this crate, and
conceal yourselves behind those
Then, when I flash
light upon them, close in swiftly
fire, Watson, have no compunction about shooting them down
"
I placed my revolver, cocked,
top
wooden case behind which I crouched
Holmes shot the slide across the front
lantern and left us in pitch darkness--such an absolute darkness as
never before experienced
The smell of hot metal remained to assure us
light was still there, ready to flash out at
moment's notice
, with my nerves worked
pitch of expectancy,
something depressing and subduing
sudden gloom, and
cold dank air
vault