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           WhenheraisedhisfaceagainIwassurprisedtoseethathischeekwastingedwithcolour,andhiseyesasbrightasbeforehisillness.Hesprangtohisfeetwithallhisoldenergy.

           "I’lltellyouwhat,"saidhe,"Ishouldliketohaveaquietlittleglanceintothedetailsofthiscase.Thereissomethinginitwhichfascinatesmeextremely.Ifyouwillpermitme,Colonel,IwillleavemyfriendWatsonandyou,andIwillsteproundwiththeinspectortotestthetruthofoneortwolittlefanciesofmine.Iwillbewithyouagaininhalfanhour."

           Anhourandahalfhadelapsedbeforetheinspectorreturnedalone.

           "Mr.Holmesiswalkingupanddowninthefieldoutside,saidhe."Hewantsusallfourtogouptothehousetogether."

           "ToMr.Cunningham’s?"

           "Yes,sir."

           "Whatfor?"

           Theinspectorshruggedhisshoulders."Idon’tquiteknowsir.Betweenourselves,IthinkMr.Holmeshasnotquitegotoverhisillnessyet.He’sbeenbehavingveryqueerly,andheisverymuchexcited."

           "Idon’tthinkyouneedalarmyourself,"saidI."Ihaveusuallyfoundthattherewasmethodinhismadness."

           "Somefolkmightsaytherewasmadnessinhismethod,"mutteredtheinspector."Buthe’sallonfiretostart,Colonel,sowehadbestgooutifyouareready."

           WefoundHolmespacingupanddowninthefield,hischinsunkuponhisbreast,andhishandsthrustintohistrouserspockets.