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His expression was downcast, and his bearing meek and even apologetic. “Good day, sir; good day,” said he. “Mr. Sherlock Holmes is out, I under- stand.” “Yes, and I cannot be ‘sure when he will be back. But perhaps you Would care to wait. Take that chair and try one of these cigars.” “Thank you: I don’t mind if I do,” said he, mopping his face with a red bandanna handkerchief. “And a whisky-and-soda?" “Well. half a glass. It is very hot for the time of year; and I have had a good deal to worry and try me. You know my theory about this Norwood case?” “I remember that you expressed one.” “Well, I have been obliged to recon- sider it. I had my not drawn tightly round Mr. Sholto. sir. when pop he went through a hole in the middle of it. He was able to prove an alibi which could not be shaken. From the time that he left his brother’s room he Was never out of sight of some one or other. So it could not be he who climbed over roofs and through trap-doors. It’s a. very dark case, and my ii'rofessional credit is at stake. I should be re: y glad of a little assistance." “We all need help sometimes,” said I. “Your friend, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, is a. wonderful man, sir,” said he, in a husky and confidential voice. “He’s a man who is not to be beat. I have . known that young man go into a good many cases, but I never saw the case yet that he could not throw, a. light upon. He is irregular in his methods, and a little quick, perhaps, in jumping at theories, but, on the whole, I think he would have made a. most promising officer, and I don’t care who knows it. I have had a wire from him this morn- ing, by which I understand that he has got some clew to this $110] to business. Here is his message.” He took the telegram out of his pocket, and handed it to me. It was dated from Poplar at twelve o’clock. “Go to Baker street at once,” it said. “If I have not returned, wait for me. I am close on the track of the Sholto gang. You can come with us tonight if you want to be in at the finish.” “This sounds well. He has evidently picked up the scent again,” said I. . “Ah, then he has been at fault too,” exclaimed Jones, with evident satisfac- tion. “Even the best of us are thrown off sometimes. Of course this may prove to be a false alarm; but it is my duty as an officer of the law to allow no chance to slip. But there is some one at the door. Perhaps this is he.” A heavy step was heard ascending the stairs, with a. great wheezing and rattling as from a man who was sorely put to it for breath. Once or twice he stopped. as though the climb was too much for him, but at last he made his way to our door and entered. His ap- pearance corresponded to the sounds which we had heard. He was an aged man, clad in seafaring garb, with an old peajacket buttoned up to his throat. His back was bowed, his knees were shaky, and his breathing was painfully asthmatic. As he leaned upon a thick oaken cudgel his shoul— ders heaved in the effort to draw air into his lungs. lie had a colored scarf round his chin, and I could see little of his face save a pair of keen dark eyes. overhung, by bushy white brows, and “WHAT IS IT, MY MAN?" I ASKED. long gray side-whiskers. Altogether he gave me the impression of a re- spectable master marriner who had fallen into years and poverty. “What is it, my man?" I asked. He looked about him in the slow me- thodical fashion of old age. “ls Mr. Sherlock Holmes here?” said he. “Novbut I am acting for him. You can tell me any message you have for » him.” “It was to him himself I was to tell it,” said he. “But I tell you that I am acting for him. Was _it about Mordecai Smith’s boat?” ' “Yes. I knows well where it is. An’ -I knows where the men he is after are. An’ I knows where 'the treasure is. I knows all about it.” “Then tell me, and I shall let him know.” i, If”. i: l l i ' “It was to him I was to tell it,” he repeated. with the petulant obstinacy of a very old man. ' "Well, you must wait for him.” “No, no; I ain’t goin’ to lose a whole day to please no one. If Mr. Holmes ain’t here. then Mr. Holmes must find it all out for himself. I don‘t care about the look of either of you, and I won’t tell a word.” He shuffled towards the door, but Athclncy Jones got in front of him. “Wait a hit, my friend,” said he. “You have important information, and you must not walk off. We shall keep you, whether you like or not, until our friend returns.” The old man made a little run to- wards the door, but, as Athelney Jones put his broad back up against it, he recognized the uselessness of resistance. “Pretty sort 0‘ treatment this!” he cried, stamping his stick. “I come here to see a. gentleman, and you two, who I never saw in my life. seize me and treat me in this fashion!” “You will be none the worse," I said. “We shall recompense you for the loss of your time. Sit over here on the sofa, and you will not have long to wait.” _ He came across sullenly enough, and seated himself with his face resting on his hands. Jones and I resumed our cigars and our talk. Suddenly, how— ever. Holmes’ voice broke in upon us. “I think that you might offer me a cigar, too." he said. .. ' Ve both started in our chairs. There was llolmes sitting close to us with an air of quiet amusement. _ “Holmes!” I exclaimed. But where is the old man?” “Here is the old man.” said he, hold— ing out a heap of white hair. “Ilerc he is—wig, whiskers, eyebrows, and all. I thought my disguise was pretty good. but I hardly expected that it would stand that test.” “Ah, you rogue!" cried Jones, highly delighted. “You would have made an actor, and a rare one. You had the proper workhouse cough, and those weak legs of yours are worth ten pound a week. I thought I knew the glint of your eye, though. You didn‘t get away from us so easily, you see.” “I have been working in that get-up all day,” said he, lighting his Cigar. “You see, a good many of the criminal classes begin to know me—especially since our friend here took to publish- ing some of my cases; so I can only go on the warpath under some simple (lis- guise like this. You got my wire?” “Yes; that was what brought me here.” | “How has your case prospered?” .“It has all come to nothing. I have had to release two of my prisoners, and there is no evidence against the other two.” “Never mind. We'shall give you two others in the place of them. But you must put yourself under my orders. You are welcome to all the official credit, but you must act on the lines that I point out. Is that agreed?” “Entirely, if you will help me to the men.” “Well, then, in the first place I shall want a-fast police-boat—a steam launch —to be at the Westminster Stairs at seven o’clock.” “That is easily managed. There is always one about there; but I can step across the road and telephone to make sure.” “Then I shall want two stanch men, in case of resistance.” , “There will be two or three in the boat. What else?” , “When we secure the men we shall get the treasure. I think that it would be a. pleasure to my friend here to take the box round to the young lady to whom half of it rightfully belongs. Let her be the first to open it. Eh, Watson?” “It would be a great pleasure to me.” “Rather an irregular proceeding,” said Jones, shaking his head. “How- ‘ ‘You here! :- ever, the whole thing is irregular, and I suppose we must wink at it. The treasure must afterwards be handed over to the authorities until after the official investigation.” “Certainly. That is easily managed. One other point. I should like much to have a. few details about this matter from the lips of Jonathan Small him— self. You know I like to work the de. tail of my cases out. There is no ob- jection to my having an unofficial in- terview with him either here in my rooms or elsewhere, as long as he is ef- ficiently guarded?” - “Well, you are master of the situa- tion. 1 have had no proofs yet of the existence of Jonathan Small. How- ever, if you can catch him, I don’t see how I can refuse you an interview with him.” “That is understood, then?” “Perfectly. Is there anything else?” “Only that I insist upon your dining with us. It will be ready in half an hour. I have oysters and abrace of grouse, with something alittle choice in white wine. Watson, you have never yet recognized my merits as a. house- keeper.” CHAPTER X. THE END or TlIE,ISLANDER. Our meal was a merry one. Holmes could talk exceedingly Well when he chose, and that night he did choose. He appeared-to be in a. state of nerv- ous exaltation I have. never known him so brilliant. He spoke on a quick succession of subjects,-—on miracle- plays, on medieval pottery, on Stradi- varius violins, on the Buddhism of Cey- lon, and on the warshipsof the fu~ ture~~handling each as though he had" made a. special study of .it. His bright - ’ humor marked the reaction from his black depression of the preceding days. Athelney J ones proved. to be a. sociable soul in his hours of relaxation, and faced his dinner with the nair of a bon vivant. For myself, I felt elated at the thought that we were nearing .the end of our task, and I caught some- thing of Holmes’ gayety. None of us alluded during dinner to the cause which had brought us together. When the cloth was cleared Holmes glanced at his watch and filled up three glasses with port. “One bumper,” said he, “to the success of our little expedition. And now it is high time we were off. Have you a pistol, Watson?” “I have my old service revolver in my desk.” ' “You had best take it, then. It is well to be prepared. I see the cab is at the door. I ordered it for half-past Six.” It was a little past seven before we reached the \Vestminster wharf and found our launch awaiting us. Holmes eyed it'critically. “Is there anything to mark it as a. police boat?” “Yes——that green lamp at the side.” “Then take it off.” The small change was made, we stepped on board, and the ropes were I . .fl: ,i'y'l/IG I! llr’alliltilllljll III-‘4 5! .L ‘rlle ,llg; ...... 5 I l .' 4.. 1;, ilkLnl JONES, HOLMES AND I SAT ON THE DECK. cast off. Jones, Holmes and I 'sat'in the stern. There was one man at the rudder, one to tend the engines, and two burly police inspectors forward. ' “Where to?” asked Jones. “To the tower. Tell them to stop opposite to J acobson's yard.” Ourcraft was evidently a very fast one. We shot past the long lines of loaded barges as though they were sta- tionary. Holmes smiled with satisfac- tion as we overhauled a river steam- er and left her behind'us. “We ought to be able to catch any- thing on the river,” he said. ' “Well, hardly that. But there are not many launches to beat us.” “We shall have to catch the Aurora, and she has a name for being a clipper. I will tell you how the land lies, Wat- son. You recollect how annoyed I was at being balked by so small a thing?” ‘SYes-S, “Well, I gave my mind a thorough rest by plunging into a. chemical analysis. One of our greatest states- men has said that a change of work is the best rest. So it is. When I had succeeded in dissolving the hydrocar- bon which I was at work at, I came back to our problem of the Sholtos. and thought the whole . matter out again. M y boys had been up the river and down the ri vcr without result. The launch was not at any landing stage or wharf, nor had it returned. Yet it could hardly have been scuttled to hide their traces— though that always remained as a pos- sible hypothesis if all else failed. I knew that this man Small had a cer- tain degree of low cunning, but I did not think him capable of anything in the nature of delicate finesse. That is usually a product of higher education. I then reflected that since he had cer- tainly been in London some time—as we had evidence that he maintained a continual watch over l’ondicherry lodge—he could hardly leave at almo- ment’s notice, but would‘ need some little time, if it were only a day, to arrange his affairs. That was the bal- ance of probability, at any rate.” “It seems to me to be a little weak,” said I. “It is more probable that he had arranged his affairs before ever he set out upon his expedition.” “No, I hardly think so. This lair of ‘his would be too valuable a retreat in case of need for him to give it up until he was sure that he could do without it. But a second consideration struck me: Jonathan Small must have felt that the peculiar appearance of his companion, however much he may have top—coated him, would give rise to gossip, and possibly be associated with this Norwood tragedy. He was quite sharp enough to see that. They had started from their headquarters under cover of darkness, and he would wish to get back before it was broad light. Now, it was past three o'clock, according to Mrs. Smith, when they got the boat. It would be quite bright, and people would be about in an hour or so. Therefore, I argued, they did not go very far. They paid Smith well to hold his tongue, reserved his launch for the final escape, and hurried to their lodgings with the treasure-box. In a couple of nights, when they had time to See what view the papers took, and whether there was any suspicion, they would make their way under cover of darkness to some ship at Gravesend or in the Downs, where no doubt they had al- ready arranged for passages to America or the colonies.” ‘ ’ “But the launch? They c'ould not have taken that to their lodgings.” “Quite so. I argued that the launch must be no great way offtin. spite of its invisibility. lthen put myself in the place of Small, and looked at it as a. man of his capacity would. lie would probably consider that to send back the launch or to keep it at a wharf would make pursuit easy if the police did happen to get on his track. How, then, could he conceal the launch and yet have her at hand . when wanted? I wondered what I should do myself if I ‘ but Mordecai were in his shoes. I could only think of one way of doing it. I might hand the launchzover to some boatbuilder or repairer, with directions to make a. trifling change in her. She would then be removed to his shed or yard, and so be effectually concealed, while at the same time I could have her atafew hours' notice.” “That seems simple enough.” “It is iust these very simple things which are extremely liable to be over- looked. However, 1 determined to act on the idea. I started at once in this harmless seamnn's rig and inquired at all the yards down the river. I drew blank at fifteen, but at the sixteenth- Jacobson's—l learned that the Aurora had been handed over to them two days ago by a wooden—legged man, with some trivial directions as ,to her rudder. ‘There ain't naught amiss with her rudder.’ said the foreman. "l‘here she lies, with the red streaks.’ At that moment who should come down Smith, the missing lie was rather the worse for liquor. I should not, of course. have known him, but he bellowed out his name and the name of his launch. ‘I want her tonight at eight o'clock,’ said he—-‘at eight o'clock sharp, mind, for I have two gentlemen who won‘t be kept waiting.’ They had evi- dently paid him well, for he was very flush of money, chucking shillings about to the men. I followed him some distance, but he subsided in an ale, house; soil went back to the yard. and. happening to pick up one of my boys on the way, I stationed him as a scntry over the launch. He is to stand at the water's edge and wave his handkerchief to us when they start. We shall be lying off in the stream. and it will bca strange thing if we do not take men, treasure and all.” “You have planned it all very neatly, whether they are the right men or not,” said Jones; “but if the affair were in my handslshould have had a body of police in Jacobson's yard, and arrested them when they came down.” ’ “Which would have been never. This man Small is a. pretty shrewd fellow. ‘Ile would send a. scout on ahead, and if anything made him suspicious he would lie snug for another week.” “But you might have stuck to Mordecai Smith, and so been led to their hiding-place," said I. “In that case I should have wasted my day. I think that it is a. hundred to one against Smith knowing where they live. As long as he has liquor and good pay, why should he ask ques- tions? They send him messages what to do. No, I thought our every pos- sible course. and this is the best." While this conversation had been proceeding, we had been shooting the long series of bridges which span the Thames. As we passed the city the last rays of the sun were gilding the cross upon the summit-of St. Paul’s. It was twilight before we reached the tower. “That is Jacobson’s yard,” said Holmes, pointing to a bristle of masts and ‘rigging on the Surrey side. “Cruise gently up and down here under cover of this string of lighters.” He took a pair of night glasses from his pocket and gazed some time at the shore. “I see my sentry at his post,” he remarked, “but no sign of a. hand— kerchief.” “Suppose we go down stream a short way and lie in wait for them,” said Jones, eagerly. We were all eager by this time. even the policemen and stok- ers, who had a very vague idea of what was going forward. “We have no right to take any- thing for granted," Ilolmes answered. “It is certainly ten to one that they go down stream, but we cannot be certain. From this point we can see the (‘11- trunce to the yard, and they can hardly It will be. a clear night and owner‘.’ see us. plenty of light. We must- stay where we are. See how the folk swarm over yonder in the gaslight.” “They are coming from work in the yard." . “Dirty-looking rascals. but I sup- pose every onc has some little immortal spark concealed about him. You would not think it, to look at them. There is no a priori probability about it. A strange enigma is man!” “Some one calls him a soul concealed in an animal,” I suggested. “Winwood Reade is good Upon the subject,” said Holmes. “He remarks that, while the individual man is an insoluble puzzle, in the aggregate he becomes a. mathematical certainty. You can, for example, never foretell what any one man will do, but you can say with precision what an average number will be up to. Individuals vary, but percentages remain constant. So says the statistician. lint doI see a handkerchief? Surely there is a white flutter over yonder.” “Yes, it is your boy,” Icried. see him plainly.” “And there is the Aurora,” exclaimed Holmes, “and going like the dova Full speed ahead, engineer. Millie after ’ that launch with the yellow light. 15y heaven, I shall never for- give myself if she proves to have the heels of us!" . She had slipped unseen through the yard entrance and passed behind two or three small craft, so that she had fairly got her speed up before we saw her. Now she was flying down the stream, near in to the shore, going at a tremendous rate. Jones looked gravely at her and shook his head. “She is very fast,” he said. if we shall catch her." “We must catch her!” cried Holmes, between his teeth. “Heap it on, stokers! Make her do all she can! If we burn the boat we must have them!” We were fairly after her now. The furnaces roared, and the powerful en- gines whizzed and clanked, like a great metallic heart. Iler sharp, stea p prow cut through the still river water and sent two rolling waves to right and to left of us. With every throb of the en- gines we sprang and quivered like a living thing. One great yellow lan— tern in our bows threw a long, flicker- ing funnel of light in front of us. Right ahead a dark blur upon the wa- ter showed where the Aurora lay, and “I can “I doubt the swirl of white foam behind her .spoke of the pace at which she was go- I ing. We flashed past barges, steamers, l / ', 'LiELI-LUUI'II ‘ Juli “AND THERE Is run AURORA!" EXCLADIED . , HOLMES. . merchant-vessels, in and out, behind this one. and round the other. Voices hailed us out of the darkness, but still the Aurora thundered on, and still we followed close. upon her track. “Pile it on. men, pile it on!” cried Holmes. looking down into the engine- room, while the dome glow from be- low beat upon his eager, aquilme face. “Get every pound of steam you can.” “I think we gain a little,” said Jones, with his eyes on the Aurora. “I am sure of it,” said I. “We shall be up with her in a very few min- utes." [TO BE CON'I'ISUED NEXT FRIDAY ] ———— ——4 . >‘~—- -—-———-—-— Snobblshness in Dogs. A dog l’uncier once Look exception to Prof. Liuxley’s assertion that "one of the most curious peculiarities of the dog mind was its inherent snobbish— ness, shown by the regard paid to ex- ternal respectability. The dog who barks furiously at a beggar will let a. well-dressed man pass him without op- position." He said that, in fact, only the dogs of well-dressed persons not so. 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