The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1905-11-08


| Godfrey Stanton. and am convinced
| that the best service you can do to that
! gentleman is to return at once to London
and to report to Your employer that YOU
are unable to trace him. Your time in
Cambridge will certainly be wasted.
Yours faithfully,
| LESLIE ARMSTRONG.
can outspoken, honest antagonist Is
the DOCTOR" said Holmes. "Well, well.
he excltes my curiosity, and l must
really know before leave him."
His carriage is at his door now"
said 1. There he is stepping into it.
saw him glance up at our window as
he did So Suppose try my luck upon
the bicycle?"
mo, no. my dear Watson! With all
respect for your natural acumen, l do
not think that you are quite match
for the worthy doctor. l think that
possibly can attain our end by some
Independent explorations of my own.
l am afraid that l must leave you to
! your own devices, as the appearance
Of two inquiring strangers upon a
sleepy countryside might excite more
gossip than care for. l hope to bring
back a more favorable report to you
before evening"
Once more, however, my friend was
destined to be disappointed. He came
back at night weary and unsuccessful
II have had blank day, Watson.
Having got the doctors general direc-
ton, spent the day in visiting all the
villages upon that side of Cambridge
and comparing notes with publicans
and other local news agencies. l have
covered some ground. Chesterton, His
ton, Waterbeach and Darlington have
each been explored and have each prov
ed disappointing. The daily appear
ance of brougham and pair could
hardly have been overlooked in such
sleepy hollows. The doctor has scored
once more. Is there telegram for
me-"
YES. I opened it. Here it is: ASK
for Pompey from Jeremy Dixon, Trim
ity college l don't understand it,
"Oh, it Is clear enough. 1t is from
our friend Overton and is in answer to
a question from me. I'll just send
round a note to Mr. Jeremy Dixon, and
then have no doubt that our luck will
turn. BY the way, is there any news
of the match?"
Eyes, the local evening paper has an
excellent account in its last edition.
Oxford won by goal and two tries.
The last sentences Of the description
say: The defeat of the Light Blues
may be entirely attributed to the UNI
fortunate absence of the crack inter-
national, Godfrey Staunton, whose
want was felt at every instant of the
game. The lack of combination in the
three-quarter line and their weakness
both in attack and defense more than
neutraliZed the efforts of heavy and
Woodworking pack"
4 ''Then our friend Overton's forebod-
ings have been justified" said Holmes.
Personally l am in agreement with
DR.. Armstrong, and football does not
come within my horizon. EARLY to bed
tonight, Watson, for l foresee that to-
morrow may be an eventful day"
was Mortified by my first glimpse
Of Holmes next morning, for he sat by
the fire holding his tiny hypodermic
syringe. l associated that instrument
, with the single weakness of his ma
ture, and l feared the worst when l
saw it glittering in his hand He
laughed at my expression of dismay
and laid it upon the table
4 No. no, my dear fellow, there is no
cause for alarm. 1t is not upon this
occasion the instrument of evil, but
it will rather prove to be the key
which will unlock our mystery. On
this syringe base all my hopes. l
have just returned from small scout
ing expedition and everything is favor
able. Eat good breakfast, Watson,
for propose to get upon DR.. Arm
strongs trail today, and once on it |
will not stop for rest or food until l
run him to his burrow"
I'm that case" said I, 1--WE had best
carry our breakfast with us, for he is
making an early start. His carriage
is at the door,
Never mind. Let him CO. He will
be clever If he can drive where l can,
not follow him. When you have finish.
ed, come downstairs with me, and l
will Introduce you to detective who
Is very eminent specialist in the
work that lies before u.s."
When we descended 1 followed
Holmes into the stable yard, where he
opened the door Of loose box and led
cut squat, lop cared, white and tan
dog, something between a beagle and
foxhound.
LET me introduce you to Pompey, -
said he. "Pompey is the pride of the
local draghounds-no very great flier
as his build will show, but stanch
hound on scent. Well, Pompey, you
may not be fast, but expect you will
be too fast for couple of middle aged
London gentlemen. so will take the
liberty of fastening this leather leash
to your collar. Now. boy, come along
and show what you can do" He led
him across to the doctors door. The
dog shifted round for an instant and
then with shrill whine Of excitement
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