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The Resident Patient

           Blessington,andwhydotheywishtomolestyou?"

           "Well,well,"saidtheresidentpatientinanervousfashion,"ofcourseitishardtosaythat.Youcanhardlyexpectmetoanswerthat,Mr.Holmes."

           "Doyoumeanthatyoudon’tknow?"

           "Comeinhere,ifyouplease.Justhavethekindnesstostepinhere."

           Heledthewayintohisbedroom,whichwaslargeandcomfortablyfurnished.

           "Youseethat,"saidhe,pointingtoabigblackboxattheendofhisbed."Ihaveneverbeenaveryrichman,Mr.Holmesnevermadebutoneinvestmentinmylife,asDr.Trevelyanwouldtellyou.ButIdon’tbelieveinbankers.Iwouldnevertrustabanker,Mr.Holmes.Betweenourselves,whatlittleIhaveisinthatbox,soyoucanunderstandwhatitmeanstomewhenunknownpeopleforcethemselvesintomyrooms."

           HolmeslookedatBlessingtoninhisquestioningwayandshookhishead.

           "Icannotpossiblyadviseyouifyoutrytodeceiveme,"saidhe.

           "ButIhavetoldyoueverything."

           Holmesturnedonhisheelwithagestureofdisgust."Goodnight,Dr.Trevelyan,"saidhe.

           "Andnoadviceforme?"criedBlessingtoninabreakingvoice.

           "Myadvicetoyou,sir,istospeakthetruth."

           Aminutelaterwewereinthestreetandwalkingforhome.WehadcrossedOxfordStreetandwerehalfwaydownHarleyStreetbeforeIcouldgetawordfrommycompanion.

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