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"But you were on a friendly footing?"

"'Then, good-night.' I kissed her and went up to my bedroom again,where I was soon asleep.

When we arrived at the residence of the European Secretary it wasfor Lady Hilda Trelawney Hope that Sherlock Holmes inquired. We wereshown into the morning-room.

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"Why not? It is as if you met a tram-car coming down a country lane.Mycroft has his rails and he runs on them. His Pall Mall lodgings, theDiogenes Club, Whitehall- that is his cycle. Once, and only once, hehas been here. What upheaval can possibly have derailed him?""Does he not explain?"<"'All that is ours.'

"But why didn't the police see this mark yesterday?"

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"I am sorry to hear this," said he. "I only know Mr. Holmesthrough some business dealings which we have had, but I have everyrespect for his talents and his character. He is an amateur ofcrime, as I am of disease. For him the villain, for me the microbe.There are my prisons," he continued, pointing to a row of bottlesand jars which stood upon a side table. "Among those gelatinecultivations some of the very worst offenders in the world are nowdoing time."

"`Well, it is a little awkward, for I have a business

<"Thank you. I think that I quite follow you," said Sherlock Holmes."It is of the utmost importance that you should notice this point. Iwent down the stairs and into the hall, where I found thecommissionaire fast asleep in his box, with the kettle boilingfuriously upon the spirit-lamp. I took off the kettle and blew out thelamp, for the water was spurting over the floor. Then I put out myhand and was about to shake the man, who was still sleeping soundly,when a bell over his head rang loudly, and he woke with a start."'Mr. Phelps, sir!' said he, looking at me in bewilderment."'I came down to see if my coffee was ready.'"I have said that it was heavily curtained, but now I found that thewindows were shuttered as well. Some light, however, was breakingthrough one of them, so I concentrated my attention upon this. I wasin luck, for the curtain had not been quite closed, and there was acrack in the shutter, so that I could see the inside of the room. Itwas a cheery place enough, a bright lamp and a blazing fire.Opposite to me was seated the little man whom I had seen in themorning. He was smoking a pipe and reading a paper."

"But what did he want?"


<"It is a noiseless lock," said he. "It is no wonder that it didnot wake you. This case, I presume, contains the coronet. We must havea look at it." He opened the case, and taking out the diadem he laidit upon the table. It was a magnificent specimen of the jeweller'sart, and the thirty-six stones were the finest that I have everseen. At one side of the coronet was a cracked edge, where a cornerholding three gems had been torn away."No, I am not."

The Prime Minister rose from the settee.





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