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    "'Very well,' said he, 'you shall know all about the machine.' Hetook a step backward, slammed the little door, and turned the key inthe lock. I rushed towards it and pulled at the handle, but it wasquite secure, and did not give in the least to my kicks and shoves.'Hello!' I yelled. 'Hello! Colonel! Let me out!'

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   On the land side our surroundings were as sombre as on the sea. Itwas a country of rolling moors, lonely and dun-coloured, with anoccasional church tower to mark the site of some old-world village. Inevery direction upon these moors there were traces of some vanishedrace which had passed utterly away, and left as its sole recordstrange monuments of stone, irregular mounds which contained theburned ashes of the dead, and curious earthworks which hinted atprehistoric strife. The glamour and mystery of the place, with itssinister atmosphere of forgotten nations, appealed to theimagination of my friend, and he spent much of his time in longwalks and solitary meditations upon the moor. The ancient Cornishlanguage had also arrested his attention, and he had, I remember,conceived the idea that it was akin to the Chaldean, and had beenlargely derived from the Phoenician traders in tin. He had receiveda consignment of books upon philology and was settling down to developthis thesis when suddenly, to my sorrow and to his unfeigneddelight, we found ourselves, even in that land of dreams, plunged intoa problem at our very doors which was more intense, more engrossing,and infinitely more mysterious than any of those which had driven usfrom London. Our simple life and peaceful, healthy routine wereviolently interrupted, and we were precipitated into the midst of aseries of events which caused the utmost excitement not only inCornwall but throughout the whole west of England. Many of myreaders may retain some recollection of what was called at the time"The Cornish Horror," though a most imperfect account of the matterreached the London press. Now, after thirteen years, I will give thetrue details of this inconceivable affair to the public.I have said that scattered towers marked the villages which dottedthis part of Cornwall. The nearest of these was the hamlet ofTredannick Wollas, where the cottages of a couple of hundredinhabitants clustered round an ancient, moss-grown church. The vicarof the parish, Mr. Roundhay, was something of an archaeologist, and assuch Holmes had made his acquaintance. He was a middle-aged man,portly and affable, with a considerable fund of local lore. At hisinvitation we had taken tea at the vicarage and had come to know also,Mr. Mortimer Tregennis, an independent gentleman, who increased theclergyman's scanty resources by taking rooms in his large,straggling house. The vicar, being a bachelor, was glad to come tosuch an arrangement, though he had little in common with his lodger,who was a thin, dark, spectacled man, with a stoop which gave theimpression of actual, physical deformity. I remember that during ourshort visit we found the vicar garrulous, but his lodger strangelyreticent, a sad-faced, introspective man, sitting with averted eyes,brooding apparently upon his own affairs.

   affectionately, and thrust it into the depths of his inner pocket.-THE END-


    An instant later the tutor returned, bringing with him thestudent. He was a fine figure of a man, tall, lithe, and agile, with aspringy step and a pleasant, open face. His troubled blue eyes glancedat each of us, and finally rested with an expression of blank dismayupon Bannister in the farther corner.

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   "Two or three minutes."


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   "You have hopes of solving it?"

    The official looked at them with a puzzled expression.

<  "You did not overhear what they said?"   "By the same brilliant reasoning, every man's body is to be found inthe neighbourhood of his wardrobe. And pray what did you hope toarrive at through this?"

    "You need not concern yourself about that," said Holmes. "Thereare two very good reasons why she should, under no circumstances, behis wife. In the first place, we are very safe in questioning Mr.Williamson's right to solemnize a marriage."


<  Mycroft picked up the Daily News, which was lying on the side-table."Anybody supplying any information as to the whereabouts of aGreek gentleman named Paul Kratides, from Athens, who is unable tospeak English, will be rewarded. A similar reward paid to anyonegiving information about a Greek lady whose first name is Sophy. X2473'   With a united effort we tore off the coffin-lid. As we did sothere came from the inside a stupefying and overpowering smell ofchloroform. A body lay within, its head ill wreathed in cotton-wool,which had been soaked in the narcotic. Holmes plucked it off anddisclosed the statuesque face of a handsome and spiritual woman ofmiddle age. In an instant he had passed his arm round the figure andraised her to a sitting position.

    "The Baron has little waxed tips of hair under his nose, like theshort antennae of an insect. These quivered with amusement as helistened, and he finally broke into a gentle chuckle.





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