〃But　Holmes　said　that　he　was　not　going　to　Briarbrae。〃
  〃I　have　known　him　for　some　time；〃　said　I；　〃but　I　never　knew　him　do
  anything　yet　without　a　very　good　reason；〃　and　with　that　our
  conversation　drifted　off　on　to　other　topics。
  But　it　was　a　weary　day　for　me。　Phelps　was　still　weak　after　his
  long　illness；　and　his　misfortunes　made　him　querulous　and　nervous。　In
  vain　I　endeavoured　to　interest　him　in　Afghanistan；　in　India；　in　social
  questions；　in　anything　which　might　take　his　mind　out　of　the　groove。　He
  would　always　come　back　to　his　lost　treaty；　wondering；　guessing；
  speculating　as　to　what　Holmes　was　doing；　what　steps　Lord　Holdhurst　was
  taking；　what　news　we　should　have　in　the　morning。　As　the　evening　wore
  on　his　excitement　became　quite　painful。
  〃You　have　implicit　faith　in　Holmes？〃　he　asked。
  〃I　have　seen　him　do　some　remarkable　things。〃
  〃But　he　never　brought　light　into　anything　quite　so　dark　as　this？〃
  〃Oh；　yes；　I　have　known　him　solve　questions　which　presented　fewer
  clues　than　yours。〃
  〃But　not　where　such　large　interests　are　at　stake？〃
  〃I　don't　know　that。　To　my　certain　knowledge　he　has　acted　on　behalf
  of　three　of　the　reigning　houses　of　Europe　in　very　vital　matters。〃
  〃But　you　know　him　well；　Watson。　He　is　such　an　inscrutable　fellow
  that　I　never　quite　know　what　to　make　of　him。　Do　you　think　he　is
  hopeful？　Do　you　think　he　expects　to　make　a　success　of　it？〃
  〃He　has　said　nothing。〃
  〃That　is　a　bad　sign。〃
  〃On　the　contrary。　I　have　noticed　that　when　he　is　off　the　trail　he
  generally　says　so。　It　is　when　he　is　on　a　scent　and　is　not　quite
  absolutely　sure　yet　that　it　is　the　right　one　that　he　is　most　taciturn。
  Now；　my　dear　fellow；　we　can't　help　matters　by　making　ourselves　nervous
  about　them；　so　let　me　implore　you　to　go　to　bed　and　so　be　fresh　for
  whatever　may　await　us　to…morrow。〃
  I　was　able　at　last　to　persuade　my　companion　to　take　my　advice；
  though　I　knew　from　his　excited　manner　that　there　was　not　much　hope
  of　sleep　for　him。　Indeed；　his　mood　was　infectious；　for　I　lay　tossing
  half　the　night　myself；　brooding　over　this　strange　problem　and
  inventing　a　hundred　theories；　each　of　which　was　more　impossible　than
  the　last。　Why　had　Holmes　remained　at　Woking？　Why　had　he　asked　Miss
  Harrison　to　remain　in　the　sick…room　all　day？　Why　had　he　been　so
  careful　not　to　inform　the　people　at　Briarbrae　that　he　intended　to
  remain　near　them？　I　cudgelled　my　brains　until　I　fell　asleep　in　the
  endeavour　to　find　some　explanation　which　would　cover　all　these　facts。
  It　was　seven　o'clock　when　I　awoke；　and　I　set　off　at　once　for
  Phelps's　room　to　find　him　haggard　and　spent　after　a　sleepless　night。
  His　first　question　was　whether　Holmes　had　arrived　yet。
  〃He'll　be　here　when　he　promised；〃　said　I；　〃and　not　an　instant　sooner
  or　later。〃
  And　my　words　were　true；　for　shortly　after　eight　a　hansom　dashed　up
  to　the　door　and　our　friend　got　out　of　it。　Standing　in　the　window　we
  saw　that　his　left　hand　was　swathed　in　a　bandage　and　that　his　face
  was　very　grim　and　pale。　He　entered　the　house；　but　it　was　some　little
  time　before　he　came　upstairs。
  〃He　looks　like　a　beaten　man；〃　cried　Phelps。
  I　was　forced　to　confess　that　he　was　right。　〃After　all；〃　said　I；　〃the
  clue　of　the　matter　lies　probably　here　in　town。〃
  Phelps　gave　a　groan。
  〃I　don't　know　how　it　is；〃　said　he；　〃but　I　had　hoped　for　so　much　from
  his　return。　But　surely　his　hand　was　not　tied　up　like　that　yesterday。
  What　can　be　the　matter？〃
  〃You　are　not　wounded；　Holmes？〃　I　asked　as　my　friend　entered　the
  room。
  〃Tut；　it　is　only　a　scratch　through　my　own　clumsiness；〃　he
  answered；　nodding　his　good…morning　to　us。　〃This　case　of　yours；　Mr。
  Phelps；　is　certainly　one　of　the　darkest　which　I　have　ever
  investigated。〃
  〃I　feared　that　you　would　find　it　beyond　you。〃
  〃It　has　been　a　most　remarkable　experience。〃
  〃That　bandage　tells　of　adventures；〃　said　I。　〃Won't　you　tell　us
  what　has　happened？〃
  〃After　breakfast；　my　dear　Watson。　Remember　that　I　have　breathed
  thirty　miles　of　Surrey　air　this　morning。　I　suppose　that　there　has　been
  no　answer　from　my　cabman　advertisement？　Well；　well；　we　cannot　expect
  to　score　every　time。〃
  The　table　was　all　laid；　and　just　as　I　was　about　to　ring　Mrs。
  Hudson　entered　with　the　tea　and　coffee。　A　few　minutes　later　she
  brought　in　three　covers；　and　we　all　drew　up　to　the　table；　Holmes
  ravenous；　I　curious；　and　Phelps　in　the　gloomiest　state　of　depression。
  〃Mrs。　Hudson　has　risen　to　the　occasion；〃　said　Holmes；　uncovering　a
  dish　of　curried　chicken。　〃Her　cuisine　is　a　little　limited；　but　she　has
  as　good　an　idea　of　breakfast　as　a　Scotchwoman。　What　have　you　there；
  Watson？〃
  〃Ham　and　eggs；〃　I　answered。
  〃Good！　What　are　you　going　to　take；　Mr。　Phelps…curried　fowl　or
  eggs；　or　will　you　help　yourself？〃
  〃Thank　you。　I　can　eat　nothing；〃　said　Phelps。
  〃Oh；　come！　Try　the　dish　before　you。〃
  〃Thank　you；　I　would　really　rather　not。〃
  〃Well；　then；〃　said　Holmes　with　a　mischievous　twinkle；　〃I　suppose
  that　you　have　no　objection　to　helping　me？〃
  Phelps　raised　the　cover；　and　as　he　did　so　he　uttered　a　scream　and
  sat　there　staring　with　a　face　as　white　as　the　plate　upon　which　he
  looked。　Across　the　centre　of　it　was　lying　a　little　cylinder　of
  blue…gray　paper。　He　caught　it　up；　devoured　it　with　his　eyes；　and
  then　danced　madly　about　the　room；　pressing　it　to　his　bosom　and
  shrieking　out　in　his　delight。　Then　he　fell　back　into　an　armchair；　so
  limp　and　exhausted　with　his　own　emotions　that　we　had　to　pour　brandy
  down　his　throat　to　keep　him　from　fainting。
  〃There！　there！〃　said　Holmes　soothingly；　patting　him　upon　the
  shoulder。　〃It　was　too　bad　to　spring　it　on　you　like　this；　but　Watson
  here　will　tell　you　that　I　never　can　resist　a　touch　of　the　dramatic。〃
  Phelps　seized　his　hand　and　kissed　it。　〃God　bless　you！〃　he　cried。
  〃You　have　saved　my　honour。〃
  〃Well；　my　own　was　at　stake；　you　know；〃　said　Holmes。　〃I　assure　you　it
  is　just　as　hateful　to　me　to　fail　in　a　case　as　it　can　be　to　you　to
  blunder　over　a　commission。〃
  Phelps　thrust　away　the　precious　document　into　the　innermost　pocket
  of　his　coat。
  〃I　have　not　the　heart　to　interrupt　your　breakfast　any　further；　and
  yet　I　am　dying　to　know　how　you　got　it　and　where　it　was。〃
  Sherlock　Holmes　swallowed　a　cup　of　coffee　and　turned　his　attention
  to　the　ham　and　eggs。　Then　he　rose；　lit　his　pipe；　and　settled　himself
  down　into　his　chair。
  〃I'll　tell　you　what　I　did　first；　and　how　I　came　to　do　it
  afterwards；〃　said　he。　〃After　leaving　you　at　the　station　I　went　for　a
  charming　walk　through　some　admirable　Surrey　scenery　to　a　pretty　little
  village　called　Ripley；　where　I　had　my　tea　at　an　inn　and　took　the
  precaution　of　filling　my　flask　and　of　putting　a　paper　of　sandwiches　in
  my　pocket。　There　I　remained　until　evening；　when　I　set　off　for　Woking
  again　and　found　myself　in　the　highroad　outside　Briarbrae　just　after
  sunset。
  〃Well；　I　waited　until　the　road　was　clear…it　is　never　a　very
  frequented　one　at　any　time；　I　fancy…and　then　I　clambered　over　the
  fence　into　the　grounds。〃
  〃Surely　the　gate　was　open！'　ejaculated　Phelps。
  〃Yes；　but　I　have　a　peculiar　taste　in　these　matters。　I　chose　the
  place　where　the　three　fir…trees　stand；　and　behind　their　screen　I　got
  over　without　the　least　chance　of　anyone　in　the　house　being　able　to　see
  me。　I　crouched　down　among　the　bushes　on　the　other　side　and　crawled
  from　one　to　the　other…witness　the　disreputable　state　of　my　trouser
  knees…until　I　had　reached　the　clump　of　rhododendrons　just　opposite
  to　your　bedroom　window。　There　I　squatted　down　and　awaited
  developments。
  〃The　blind　was　not　down　in　your　room；　and　I　could　see　Miss
  Harrison　sitting　there　reading　by　the　table。　It　was　quarter…past　ten
  when　she　closed　her　book；　fastened　the　shutters；　and　retired。
  〃I　heard　her　shut　the　door　and　felt　quite　sure　that　she　had　turned
  the　key　in　the　lock。〃
  〃The　key！〃　ejaculated　Phelps。
  〃Yes；　I　had　given　Miss　Harrison　instructions　to　lock　the　door　on　the
  outside　and　take　the　key　with　her　when　she　went　to　bed。　She　carried
  out　every　one　of　my　injunctions　to　the　letter；　and　certainly　without
  her　cooperation　you　would　not　have　that　paper　in　your　coat…pocket。　She
  departed　then　and　the　lights　went　out；　and　I　was　left　squatting　in　the
  rhododendron…bush。
  〃The　night　was　fine；　but　still　it　was　a　very　weary　vigil。　Of
  course　it　has　the　sort　of　excitement　about　it　that　the　sportsman　feels
  when　he　lies　beside　the　water　course　and　waits　for　the　big　game。　It
  was　very　long；　though…almost　as　long；　Watson；　as　when　you　and　I　waited
  in　that　deadly　room　when　we　looked　into　the　little　problem　of　the
  Speckled　Band。　There　was　a　church…clock　down　at　Woking　which　struck
  the　quarters；　and　I　thought　more　than　once　that　it　had　stopped。　At
  last；　however；　about　two　in　the　morning；　I　suddenly　heard　the　gentle
  sound　of　a　bolt　being　pushed　back　and　the　creaking　of　a　key。　A
  moment　later　the　servants'　door　was　opened；　and　Mr。　Joseph　Harrison
  stepped　out　into　the　moonlight。〃
  〃Joseph！〃　ejaculated　Phelps。
  〃He　was　bare…headed；　but　he　had　a　black　cloak　thrown　over　his
  shoulder；　so　that　he　could　conceal　his　face　in　an　instant　if　there
  were　any　alarm。　He　walked　on　tiptoe　unde