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The Five Orange Pips

           SherlockHolmeswaswronginhisconjecture,however,fortherecameastepinthepassageandatappingatthedoor. Hestretchedouthislongarmtoturnthelampawayfromhimselfandtowardsthevacantchairuponwhichanewcomermustsit. 

           "Comein!"saidhe. 

           Themanwhoenteredwasyoung,sometwo-and-twentyattheoutside,well-groomedandtrimlyclad,withsomethingofrefinementanddelicacyinhisbearing. Thestreamingumbrellawhichheheldinhishand,andhislongshiningwaterprooftoldofthefierceweatherthroughwhichhehadcome. Helookedabouthimanxiouslyintheglareofthelamp,andIcouldseethathisfacewaspaleandhiseyesheavy,likethoseofamanwhoisweigheddownwithsomegreatanxiety. 

           "loweyouanapology,"hesaid,raisinghisgoldenpince-neztohiseyes. "ItrustthatIamnotintruding. IfearthatIhavebroughtsometracesofthestormandrainintoyoursnugchamber." 

           "Givemeyourcoatandumbrella,"saidHolmes. "Theymayresthereonthehookandwillbedrypresently. Youhavecomeupfromthesouth-west,Isee." 

           "Yes,fromHorsham." 

           "ThatclayandchalkmixturewhichIseeuponyourtoecapsisquitedistinctive." 

           "Ihavecomeforadvice." 

           "Thatiseasilygot." 

           "Andhelp." 

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