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           Itwasevidentthatwehadentirelymiscalculatedhismovements,thathehadneverbeentohisbedroom,butthathehadbeensittingupinsomesmokingorbilliardroominthefartherwingofthehouse,thewindowsofwhichwehadnotseen.Hisbroad,grizzledhead,withitsshiningpatchofbaldness,wasintheimmediateforegroundofourvision.Hewasleaningfarbackintheredleatherchair,hislegsoutstretched,along,blackcigarprojectingatananglefromhismouth.Heworeasemi-militarysmokingjacket,claret-coloured,withablackvelvetcollar.Inhishandheheldalong,legaldocumentwhichhewasreadinginanindolentfashion,blowingringsoftobaccosmokefromhislipsashedidso.Therewasnopromiseofaspeedydepartureinhiscomposedbearingandhiscomfortableattitude.

           IfeltHolmes’shandstealintomineandgivemeareassuringshake,asiftosaythatthesituationwaswithinhispowers,andthathewaseasyinhismind.Iwasnotsurewhetherhehadseenwhatwasonlytooobviousfrommyposition,thatthedoorofthesafewasimperfectlyclosed,andthatMilvertonmightatanymomentobserveit.InmyownmindIhaddeterminedthatifIweresure,fromtherigidityofhisgaze,thatithadcaughthiseye,Iwouldatoncespringout,throwmygreatcoatoverhishead,pinionhim,andleavetheresttoHolmes.ButMilvertonneverlookedup.Hewaslanguidlyinterestedbythepapersinhishand,andpageafterpagewasturnedashefollowedtheargumentofthelawyer.