The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-06-16
ToDAY's INsTALLNENT.

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 In glancing over my notes of the seventy odd cases in which I have studied the methods of my friend Sherlock Holmes, I find many tragic, some comic, a large number merely strange, but none commonplace; for, working as he did rather for the love of his art than for the requirement of wealth, he refused to associate him self with any investigation which did not tend toward the unusual, and even the fantatic. Of all these varied cases, however, I cannot recall any which presented more singular fea- lures than that which was associated with the Well-known Surrey family of the Roylotts of Stoke Moran.
 The events in question occurred in
 Holmes, when we were sharing rooms as bachelors in Baker Street. It is possible that might have placed them upon record before, but a promise of secrecy was made at the time, from which I have only been freed during the. last month by the untimeIy death of the lady to whom the pledge was given. It is perhaps as well that the facts should now come to light, for l have reasons to know that there are widespread rumors as to the death Of pr. Grimesby Roylott which tend to make the matter even more terrible than the truth.
 It was early in April in the year
 S3 that I woke one morning to find Sherlock Holmes standing, fully dressed. by the side of my bed. He was a late riser as rule, and as the clock on the mantel-piece showed me. that it was only quarter past seven, blinlled up at him in some surprise, and perhaps just a little resentment, for I was myself regular in my habits.
 ''Very sorry to knock you up, Wat II, lot this morning. Mrs. Hudson has been knocked up, she retorted upon me, and l on you"
 'sWhat is it, then-a freq
 NO; a client. It seems that a young lady has arrived in q consider able state ofexcit tement, who insists upon seeing me. She is waiting now young ladies wander about the metro polls at this hour of the morning, and knock sleepy people up out of their beds, I presume that is something very pressing which they have to com municate. Should it prove to be an interesting case, you would, I am sure, wish to follow it from the out set. I thought, at any rate, that I should call you and give you the chance.'
 it for anything"
 I had no keener pleasure than in following Holmes in his professional investigations and in admiring the rapid deductions, as swift as intui- tionS, and yet aIwayS founded on logical basis. with which he unraYel- ed the problems which were submit ted to him.
 I rapidly threw on my clothes, and was ready in a few minutes to ac- company my friend down to the sit ting-room. A lady dressed in black and heavily yelled, who had been sit ting in the window, rose as we en- tered.
 Good-norning, madam" said Holmes. This is my intimate friend and associate, Dr. Watson, before whom you can speak as freely as be- fore myself. Ha! I am glad to see sense to light the fire. Pray draw up to it, and I shall order you a cup of hot coffee, for I observe that you are shivering-"
 shiver," said the woman, in a low voice, changing her seat as request ed.
 ''what, then
 terror" She raised her veil as she spoke and we could see that she was indeed in a pitiab1e state of agi- tation, her face all drawn and gray, with restless, frightened eyes, like those of some hunted animal. Her features and figure were those of woman of thirty. but her hair was shot with premature gray, and her expression was weary and haggard. Sherlock Holmes ran her over with one of his quick, all-comprehensive glances-
 '@You must not fear" said he, scothingly, bending forward and pat ting her forearm. We shall soon set matters right, I have no doubt. You have come in by train this morning. I see-'
 You know me, then?'
 '.No, but I observe the second half of return ticket in the palm of your left glove. You must have started early, and yet you had a good drive in a dog-cart, along heavy roads. before you reached the sta .ion."
 The lady gave a violent start. and stared in bewilderment at my com