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A Continuation of the Reminiscences of John Watson, M.D.
Theprisonerwinkedatmyfriendjocosely. “Icantellmyownsecrets,”hesaid,“butIdon’tgetotherpeopleintotrouble. Isawyouradvertisement,andIthoughtitmightbeaplant,oritmightbetheringwhichIwanted. Myfriendvolunteeredtogoandsee. Ithinkyou’llownhediditsmartly.”
“Notadoubtofthat,”saidHolmesheartily.
“Now,gentlemen,”theInspectorremarkedgravely,“theformsofthelawmustbecompliedwith. OnThursdaytheprisonerwillbebroughtbeforethemagistrates,andyourattendancewillberequired. UntilthenIwillberesponsibleforhim.” Herangthebellashespoke,andJeffersonHopewasledoffbyacoupleofwarders,whilemyfriendandImadeourwayoutoftheStationandtookacabbacktoBakerStreet.
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