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46, OLD JEWRY,

Holmes's cross-examination was interrupted by an imperative knockingat the door. No sooner had our client unlatched it than the Americanlawyer burst excitedly into the room.

"It may be a hit, or it may be a miss, but we are bound to dosomething for friend Hopkins, just to justify this second visit," saidhe. "I will not quite take him into my confidence yet. I think ournext scene of operations must be the shipping office of theAdelaide-Southampton line, which stands at the end of Pall Mall, ifI remember right. There is a second line of steamers which connectSouth Australia with England, but we will draw the larger coverfirst."

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"That was sensible. I gathered from the newspaper report that theshot was fired from close quarters."<"With making away with Mr. Neville St.-Oh, come, you can't becharged with that unless they make a case of attempted suicide of it,"said the inspector with a grin. "Well, I have been twenty-sevenyears in the force, but this really takes the cake."

"At least it cannot be your health," said he, as his keen eyesdarted over her, "so ardent a bicyclist must be full of energy."She glanced down in surprise at her own feet, and I observed theslight roughening of the side of the sole caused by the friction ofthe edge of the pedal.

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"I will order a four-wheeler. In a quarter of an hour, we shall beat your service. If you are telegraphing home, Mr. Huxtable, itwould be well to allow the people in your neighbourhood to imaginethat the inquiry is still going on in Liverpool, or wherever else thatred herring led your pack. In the meantime I will do a little quietwork at your own doors, and perhaps the scent is not so cold butthat two old hounds like Watson and myself may get a sniff of it."That evening found us in the cold, bracing atmosphere of the Peakcountry, in which Dr. Huxtable's famous school is situated. It wasalready dark when we reached it. A card was lying on the hall table,and the butler whispered something to his master, who turned to uswith agitation in every heavy feature.

The Duke's beard had turned more aggressively red than everagainst his ghastly white face.

<"'Come, now, Mr. Holmes,' said he, laughing good-humouredly. 'I'm anexcellent subject, if you can deduce anything from me.'"'I fear there is not very much,' I answered. 'I might suggestthat you have gone about in fear of some personal attack within thelast twelvemonth.'"Now for it!" he cried.

Holmes assumed his sternest aspect.

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"Was the telegraphic form one of these on the table?"

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