shikari；〃　said　Holmes。　〃It　must　be　very　familiar　to　you。　Have　you
  not　tethered　a　young　kid　under　a　tree；　lain　above　it　with　your
  rifle；　and　waited　for　the　bait　to　bring　up　your　tiger？　This　empty
  house　is　my　tree；　and　you　are　my　tiger。　You　have　possibly　had　other
  guns　in　reserve　in　case　there　should　be　several　tigers；　or　in　the
  unlikely　supposition　of　your　own　arm　failing　you。　These；〃　he　pointed
  around；　〃are　my　other　guns。　The　parallel　is　exact。〃
  Colonel　Moran　sprang　forward　with　a　snarl　of　rage；　but　the
  constables　dragged　him　back。　The　fury　upon　his　face　was　terrible　to
  look　at。
  〃I　confess　that　you　had　one　small　surprise　for　me；〃　said　Holmes。
  〃I　did　not　anticipate　that　you　would　yourself　make　use　of　this　empty
  house　and　this　convenient　front　window。　I　had　imagined　you　as
  operating　from　the　street；　where　my　friend；　Lestrade　and　his　merry　men
  were　awaiting　you。　With　that　exception；　all　has　gone　as　I　expected。〃
  Colonel　Moran　turned　to　the　official　detective。
  〃You　may　or　may　not　have　just　cause　for　arresting　me；〃　said　he；　〃but
  at　least　there　can　be　no　reason　why　I　should　submit　to　the　gibes　of
  this　person。　If　I　am　in　the　hands　of　the　law；　let　things　be　done　in
  a　legal　way。〃
  〃Well；　that's　reasonable　enough；〃　said　Lestrade。　〃Nothing　further
  you　have　to　say；　Mr。　Holmes；　before　we　go？〃
  Holmes　had　picked　up　the　powerful　air…gun　from　the　floor；　and　was
  examining　its　mechanism。
  〃An　admirable　and　unique　weapon；〃　said　he；　〃noiseless　and　of
  tremendous　power：　I　knew　Von　Herder；　the　blind　German　mechanic；　who
  constructed　it　to　the　order　of　the　late　Professor　Moriarty。　For
  years　I　have　been　aware　of　its　existance　though　I　have　never　before
  had　the　opportunity　of　handling　it。　I　commend　it　very　specially　to
  your　attention；　Lestrade　and　also　the　bullets　which　fit　it。〃
  〃You　can　trust　us　to　look　after　that；　Mr。　Holmes；〃　said　Lestrade；　as
  the　whole　party　moved　towards　the　door。　〃Anything　further　to　say？〃
  〃Only　to　ask　what　charge　you　intend　to　prefer？〃
  〃What　charge；　sir？　Why；　of　course；　the　attempted　murder　of　Mr。
  Sherlock　Holmes。〃
  〃Not　so；　Lestrade。　I　do　not　propose　to　appear　in　the　matter　at
  all。　To　you；　and　to　you　only；　belongs　the　credit　of　the　remarkable
  arrest　which　you　have　effected。　Yes；　Lestrade；　I　congratulate　you！
  With　your　usual　happy　mixture　of　cunning　and　audacity；　you　have　got
  him。〃
  〃Got　him！　Got　whom；　Mr。　Holmes？〃
  〃The　man　that　the　whole　force　has　been　seeking　in　vain…　Colonel
  Sebastian　Moran；　who　shot　the　Honourable　Ronald　Adair　with　an
  expanding　bullet　from　an　air…gun　through　the　open　window　of　the
  second…floor　front　of　No。　427　Park　Lane；　upon　the　thirtieth　of　last
  month。　That's　the　charge；　Lestrade。　And　now；　Watson；　if　you　can　endure
  the　draught　from　a　broken　window；　I　think　that　half　an　hour　in　my
  study　over　a　cigar　may　afford　you　some　profitable　amusement。〃
  Our　old　chambers　had　been　left　unchanged　through　the　supervision
  of　Mycroft　Holmes　and　the　immediate　care　of　Mrs。　Hudson。　As　I
  entered　I　saw；　it　is　true；　an　unwonted　tidiness；　but　the　old　landmarks
  were　all　in　their　place。　There　were　the　chemical　corner　and　the
  acid…stained；　deal…topped　table。　There　upon　a　shelf　was　the　row　of
  formidable　scrap…books　and　books　of　reference　which　many　of　our
  fellow…citizens　would　have　been　so　glad　to　burn。　The　diagrams；　the
  violin…case；　and　the　pipe…rack…　even　the　Persian　slipper　which
  contained　the　tobacco…　all　met　my　eyes　as　I　glanced　round　me。　There
  were　two　occupants　of　the　room…　one；　Mrs。　Hudson；　who　beamed　upon　us
  both　as　we　entered…　the　other；　the　strange　dummy　which　had　played　so
  important　a　part　in　the　evening's　adventures。　It　was　a　waxcoloured
  model　of　my　friend；　so　admirably　done　that　it　was　a　perfect　facsimile。
  It　stood　on　a　small　pedestal　table　with　an　old　dressing…gown　of
  Holmes's　so　draped　round　it　that　the　illusion　from　the　street　was
  absolutely　perfect。
  〃I　hope　you　observed　all　precautions；　Mrs。　Hudson？〃　said　Holmes。
  〃I　went　to　it　on　my　knees；　sir；　just　as　you　told　me。〃
  〃Excellent。　You　carried　the　thing　out　very　well。　Did　you　observe
  where　the　bullet　went？〃
  〃Yes；　sir。　I'm　afraid　it　has　spoilt　your　beautiful　bust；　for　it
  passed　right　through　the　head　and　flattened　itself　on　the　wall。　I
  picked　it　up　from　the　carpet。　Here　it　is！〃
  Holmes　held　it　out　to　me。　〃A　soft　revolver　bullet；　as　you
  perceive；　Watson。　There's　genius　in　that；　for　who　would　expect　to　find
  such　a　thing　fired　from　an　airgun？　All　right；　Mrs。　Hudson。　I　am　much
  obliged　for　your　assistance。　And　now；　Watson；　let　me　see　you　in　your
  old　seat　once　more；　for　there　are　several　points　which　I　should　like
  to　discuss　with　you。〃
  He　had　thrown　off　the　seedy　frockcoat；　and　now　he　was　the　Holmes
  of　old　in　the　mouse…coloured　dressing…gown　which　he　took　from　his
  effigy。
  〃The　old　shikari's　nerves　have　not　lost　their　steadiness；　nor　his
  eyes　their　keenness；〃　said　he；　with　a　laugh；　as　he　inspected　the
  shattered　forehead　of　his　bust。
  〃Plumb　in　the　middle　of　the　back　of　the　head　and　smack　through　the
  brain。　He　was　the　best　shot　in　India；　and　I　expect　that　there　are
  few　better　in　London。　Have　you　heard　the　name？〃
  〃No；　I　have　not。〃
  〃Well；　well；　such　is　fame！　But；　then；　if　I　remember　right；　you　had
  not　heard　the　name　of　Professor　James　Moriarty；　who　had　one　of　the
  great　brains　of　the　century。　Just　give　me　down　my　index　of　biographies
  from　the　shelf。〃
  He　turned　over　the　pages　lazily；　leaning　back　in　his　chair　and
  blowing　great　clouds　from　his　cigar。
  〃My　collection　of　M's　is　a　fine　one；〃　said　he。　〃Moriarty　himself
  is　enough　to　make　any　letter　illustrious；　and　here　is　Morgan　the
  poisoner；　and　Merridew　of　abominable　memory；　and　Mathews；　who
  knocked　out　my　left　canine　in　the　waiting　room　at　Charing　Cross；
  and；　finally；　here　is　our　friend　of　to…night。〃
  He　handed　over　the　book；　and　I　read：
  Moran；　Sebastian；　Colonel。　Unemployed。　Formerly　1st　Bangalore
  Pioneers。　Born　London；　1840。　Son　of　Sir　Augustus　Moran；　C。B。；　once
  British　Minister　to　Persia。　Educated　Eton　and　Oxford。　Served　in　Jowaki
  Campaign；　Afghan　Campaign；　Charasiab　（despatches）；　Sherpur；　and　Cabul。
  Author　of　Heavy　Game　of　the　Western　Himalayas　（1881）；　Three　Months
  in　the　Jungle　（1884）。　Address：　Conduit　Street。　Clubs：　The
  Anglo…Indian；　the　Tankerville；　the　Bagatelle　Card　Club。
  On　the　margin　was　written；　in　Holmes's　precise　hand：
  The　second　most　dangerous　man　in　London。
  〃This　is　astonishing；〃　said　I；　as　I　handed　back　the　volume。　〃The
  man's　career　is　that　of　an　honourable　soldier。〃
  〃It　is　true；〃　Holmes　answered。　〃Up　to　a　certain　point　he　did　well。
  He　was　always　a　man　of　iron　nerve；　and　the　story　is　still　told　in
  India　how　he　crawled　down　a　drain　after　a　wounded　man…eating　tiger。
  There　are　some　trees；　Watson；　which　grow　to　a　certain　height；　and　then
  suddenly　develop　some　unsightly　eccentricity。　You　will　see　it　often　in
  humans。　I　have　a　theory　that　the　individual　represents　in　his
  development　the　whole　procession　of　his　ancestors；　and　that　such　a
  sudden　turn　to　good　or　evil　stands　for　some　strong　influence　which
  came　into　the　line　of　his　pedigree。　The　person　becomes；　as　it　were；
  the　epitome　of　the　history　of　his　own　family。〃
  〃It　is　surely　rather　fanciful。〃
  〃Well；　I　don't　insist　upon　it。　Whatever　the　cause；　Colonel　Moran
  began　to　go　wrong。　Without　any　open　scandal；　he　still　made　India　too
  hot　to　hold　him。　He　retired；　came　to　London；　and　again　acquired　an
  evil　name。　It　was　at　this　time　that　he　was　sought　out　by　Professor
  Moriarty；　to　whom　for　a　time　he　was　chief　of　the　staff。　Moriarty
  supplied　him　liberally　with　money；　and　used　him　only　in　one　or　two
  very　high…class　jobs；　which　no　ordinary　criminal　could　have
  undertaken。　You　may　have　some　recollection　of　the　death　of　Mrs。
  Stewart；　of　Lauder；　in　1887。　Not？　Well；　I　am　sure　Moran　was　at　the
  bottom　of　it；　but　nothing　could　be　proved。　So　cleverly　was　the　colonel
  concealed　that；　even　when　the　Moriarty　gang　was　broken　up；　we　could
  not　incriminate　him。　You　remember　at　that　date；　when　I　called　upon　you
  in　your　rooms；　how　I　put　up　the　shutters　for　fear　of　air…guns？　No
  doubt　you　thought　me　fanciful。　I　knew　exactly　what　I　was　doing；　for
  I　knew　of　the　existence　of　this　remarkable　gun；　and　I　knew　also　that
  one　of　the　best　shots　in　the　world　would　be　behind　it。　When　we　were　in
  Switzerland　he　followed　us　with　Moriarty；　and　it　was　undoubtedly　he
  who　gave　me　that　evil　five　minutes　on　the　Reichenbach　ledge。
  〃You　may　think　that　I　read　the　papers　with　some　attention　during
  my　sojourn　in　France；　on　the　look…out　for　any　chance　of　laying　him
  by　the　heels。　So　long　as　he　was　free　in　London；　my　life　would　really
  not　have　been　worth　living。　Night　and　day　the　shadow　would　have　been
  over　me；　and　sooner　or　later　his　chance　must　have　come。　What　could　I
  do？　I　could　not　shoot　him　at　sight；　or　I　should　myself　be　in　the　dock。
  There　was　no　use　appealing　to　a　magistrate。　They　cannot　interfere　on
  the　strength　of　what　would　appear　to　them　to　be　a　wild　suspicion。　So　I
  could　do　nothing。　But　I　watched　the　criminal　news；　knowing　that　sooner
  or　later　I　should　get　him。　Then　came