The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1894-01-23
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"Is it on this Brixton case that you
are employing them?" l asked.
"Yes; there is point which wish
to ascertain. 1t is merely matter Of |
time. Hullo! we are going to hear
some news now with vengeance!
Here is Gregson coming down the road |
with beatitude written upon every |
feature OF his face. Bound for us, |
know. Yes, he is stoT ~. There he
is."
There was a violent pea. ~ v-e bell,
and in u few seconds the fair-haired |
detective came up the stairs, three
steps at time, and burst into our sit
ting-room.
"My dear fellow" he cried, wringing
Holmes unresponsive hand, "Congrat-
ulate me! have made the whole
thing as clear as day."
A shade of anxiety seemed to me to
cross my companions expressive face.
"Do you mean that you are on the
right track?' he asked.
"The right track! Why, sir, we have
the man under lock and key"
And his name is?"
Arthur Charpentier, sub-lieutenant
in her majestys navy" cried Gregson,
pompously, rubbing his fat hands and
inaating his chest.
Sherlock Holmes gave a sigh of re-
lief and relaxed into smile.
Take seat and try one of these
cigars" he said. 1--WE are anxious to
know how you managed it, VIII you
have some whisky and water?"
~ don't mind if do" the detective
answered. THE tremendous exertions
which have gone through during the
last day or two have worn me out.
Not so much bodily exertion, you un-
derstand, as the strain upon the mind.
You will appreciate that, Mr.. Sherlock
Holmes, for we are both brain work.
ers,"
"You do me too much honor" said
Holmes gravely. Let us hear how
you arrived at this most gratifying re-
suit"
The detective seated himself in the
armchair and pu1fed complacently at
his cigar. Then suddenly he slapped
his thigh in paroXysm of amusement.
THE fun of it is" he cried, that
that fool Lestrade, who thinks himself
so smart, has gone off upon the wrong
track altogether. He is after the sec
retar Stangerson, who had no more
to do with the crime than the babe un'
born. l have no doubt that he has
caught him by this time"
The idea tickled Gregson so much
that he laughed until he cholied.
"And how did you get your clew?"
"Ah, Ill tell you all about it. OF
course, DR.. Watson, this is strictly be-
tween ourselves. The first difficulty
which we had to contend with was the
finding of this Americans antecedents.
Some people would have waited until
their advertisements were answered,
or until parties came forward and vol
unteered information. That is not
Tobias Gregson's way of going TO
work. You remember the hat beside
the dead man?'
Yes" said Holmes; "by John I'm
derwood & Sons, 1a9 Camberwell
road"
Gregson looked quite crestfallen.
81 had no idea that you noticed
that" he said. "Have you been
there?" ....
mo"
"Ha" cried Gregson, in a relieved
voice; you should never neglect a
chance, however small it may seem"
"To great mind nothing is little" "
remarked Holmes, sententiously.
"Well / went to Underwood and
asked him if he had sold hat Of that
size and description. He looked over
his books and came on it at once. He
had sent the hat to a Mr.. Drebber, re.
siding at Charpentier's boarding estab.
lishment, Torquay terrace. Thus got
at his address"
"Smart-very smartw murmured
Sherlock Holmes.
II next called upon Nine. Char.
pentier," continued the detective. 81
found her very pale and distressed.
Her daughter was in the room, too
an uncommonly fine girl she is, too
she was looking red about the eyes
and her lips trembled as l spoke to her
That didn't escape my notice. began
to smell rat. You know the feeling
Mr.. Sherlock Holmes, when you come
upon the right scent--a kind of thrill
: in your nerves. Have you heard Of
the mysterious death of your boarder
Mr.. Enoch j. Drebber, of Cleveland?
/ asked.
"The mother nodded. She didn't
seem able to get out a word. The
, daughter burst into tears. felt more
than ever that these people knew
something of the matter.
"'At what o'clock did Mr.. DrebbeI
leave your house for the tramp
asked.
cat teight o'clock, she said, gulpinl
in her throat to keep down her agita
tion. His secretary, Mr.. Stangerson
said that there were two trains--on,
at 9;15 and one at IL. lie was t,
catch the first
"'And was that the last which yo,
saw of him%
"a terrible change came over tn
woman's face as asked the question
Her features turned perfectly livid. ]
was some seconds before she could ge
out the single word Yes, and when i
did come out it was in y husky, unnat
ural tone.
3 There was silence for moment
and then the daughter spoke in calm
) clear voice:
"'No good can ever come of false
L hood, mother, she said. Let us b.
, frank with this gentleman. We did SCI
n Mr.. Drebber again
4 "'God forgive youP cried Nine. Char
t pentier, throwing up her hands ant
sinking back in her chair. You hav
: murdered your brother