German
The A,
noticed, was printed somewhat
German fashion
Now,
real German invariably prints
Latin character,
safely say
was not written by one, but by
clumsy imitator who overdid his part
simply
ruse to divert inquiry into
wrong channel
I'm not going
you much more
case, Doctor
conjuror gets no credit when once he has explained his trick, and if I show you
method of working,
come
conclusion that
very ordinary individual after all
" "
never
," I answered; "
brought detection as near an exact science as it ever
brought
world
"
My companion flushed up with pleasure at my words,
earnest way
I uttered them
I had already observed that
as sensitive to flattery
score
art as any girl
of her beauty

"I'll tell you one other thing,"
"Patent leathers {10} and Square-toes came
same cab,
walked down the pathway together as friendly as possible -- arm-in-arm, in all probability
got inside they walked up and down the room -- or rather, Patent-leathers stood still while Square-toes walked up and down
read all that
dust; and
read that as he walked he grew more and more excited
shown
increased length
strides
talking all the while, and working himself up,
, into
fury
Then the tragedy occurred
I've told you all
myself now,
rest is mere surmise and conjecture
good working basis, however,
to start
hurry up, for
to Halle's concert to hear Norman Neruda this afternoon
"
This conversation had occurred while our cab
threading its way through
long succession of dingy streets and dreary by-ways
dingiest and dreariest
our driver suddenly came to
stand
"That's Audley Court in there,"
, pointing to
narrow slit
line of dead-coloured brick
"You'll find me here
come back
"
Audley Court was not an attractive locality
The narrow passage led us into
quadrangle paved with flags and lined by sordid dwellings
We picked our way among groups of dirty children, and through lines of discoloured linen, until we came to Number 46, the door of
decorated with
small slip of brass
the name Rance was engraved
On enquiry
constable was in bed, and we were shown into
little front parlour to await his coming

He appeared presently, looking
little irritable at being disturbed
slumbers
"
my report
office,"

Holmes took
half-sovereign
pocket and played with it pensively
"We thought that
like to hear it all from your own lips,"

"
most happy
you anything
," the constable answered
eyes
little golden disk

"Just
hear it all in your own way as it occurred
"
Rance sat down
horsehair sofa, and knitted his brows
determined not to omit anything
narrative

"I'll tell it ye
beginning,"
"
is from ten at night to six
morning
At eleven
fight
`White Hart'; but bar that all was quiet enough
beat
At one o'clock it began to rain, and I met Harry Murcher -- him who
Holland Grove beat -- and we stood together
corner of Henrietta Street a-talkin'
Presently -- maybe about two or
little after --
take
look round
that all was right down the Brixton Road
precious dirty and lonely
Not
soul did I meet all the way down, though
cab or two went past me
strollin' down, thinkin' between ourselves how uncommon handy
four of gin hot
, when suddenly the glint of
light caught my eye
window
same house
Now,
that them two houses in Lauriston Gardens was empty on account of him that owns them who won't have the drains seed to, though the very last tenant what lived in
died o' typhoid fever
knocked all in
heap therefore at seeing
light
window, and I suspected as something was wrong
When I got
door ----"
"You stopped, and then walked back
garden gate," my companion interrupted
"What did you
for ? "
Rance gave
violent jump, and stared at Sherlock Holmes
utmost amazement upon his features

"Why, that's true, sir,"
; "though how you come
it, Heaven only knows
Ye see, when I got
door
so still and so lonesome, that
I'd be none the worse for some one with me
I ain't afeared of anything
side o' the grave; but
that maybe
him that died o' the typhoid inspecting the drains what killed him
The thought
kind o' turn, and I walked back
gate
if I
Murcher's lantern, but there wasn't no sign of him nor of anyone else
"
"
no one
street ? "
"Not
livin' soul, sir, nor
as
dog
Then I pulled myself together and went back and pushed the door open
All was quiet inside, so I went
room where the light was a-burnin'
candle flickerin'
mantelpiece --
red wax one -- and by its light
----"
"Yes,
all that you saw
You walked round the room
, and you knelt down
body, and then you walked through and tried the kitchen door, and then ----"
John Rance sprang
feet with
frightened face and suspicion
eyes
"Where was you hid
all that ? " he cried
"It seems
that you knows
deal more than
"
Holmes laughed and threw his card across the table
constable
"Don't get arresting me
murder,"
"
hounds and not the wolf; Mr Gregson or Mr Lestrade will answer
Go on, though
What did
next ? "
Rance resumed his seat, without however losing his mystified expression
"I went back
gate and sounded my whistle
That brought Murcher and two more
spot
"
"
street empty then ? "
"Well,
, as far as anybody that
of any good goes
"
"What
? "
The constable's features broadened into
grin
"I've seen many
drunk chap in
,"
, "but never anyone so cryin' drunk
cove
gate when
out, a-leanin' up agin the railings, and a-singin'
pitch o' his lungs about Columbine's New-fangled Banner, or some such stuff
He couldn't stand, far less help
"
"What sort of
man was he ? " asked Sherlock Holmes

John Rance appeared
somewhat irritated
digression
"
an uncommon drunk sort o' man,"
"He'd ha' found hisself
station
hadn't been so took up
"
"His face -- his dress -- didn't you notice them ? " Holmes broke in impatiently

"
think
notice them, seeing that I had to prop him up -- me and Murcher
long chap, with
red face, the lower part muffled round ----"
"
do," cried Holmes
"What became of him ? "
"We'd enough
without lookin' after him," the policeman said, in an aggrieved voice
"I'll wager
his way home all right
"
"How was he dressed ? "
"A brown overcoat
"
"Had he
whip
hand ? "
"A whip -- no
"
"
left it behind," muttered my companion
"You didn't happen
or hear
cab
? "
"No
"
"There's
half-sovereign
," my companion said, standing up and taking his hat
"
afraid, Rance, that
never rise
force
That head of yours
for use
as ornament
You
gained your sergeant's stripes last night
The man whom you held in your hands
man who holds the clue
mystery, and whom
seeking
no use of arguing
now; I tell you
so
Come along, Doctor
"
We started off