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           "Goon!"Isaid.Hebeganatonce:

           "Ihavegoneoverthiscase,sir,tillmybrainbeginstoreel;butIcan’tfindanyordinarysolutionofit.Atthetimeofeachattemptnoonehasseeminglycomeintothehouse;andcertainlynoonehasgotout.Whatdoesitstrikeyouistheinference?"

           "Thatthesomebody—orthesomething—wasinthehousealready,"Ianswered,smilinginspiteofmyself.

           "That’sjustwhatIthink,"hesaid,withamanifestsighofrelief."Verywell!Whocanbethatsomeone?"

           "’Someone,orsomething,’waswhatIsaid,"Ianswered.

           "Letusmakeit’someone,’Mr.Ross!Thatcat,thoughhemighthavescratchedorbit,neverpulledtheoldgentlemanoutofbed,andtriedtogetthebanglewiththekeyoffhisarm.Suchthingsareallverywellinbookswhereyouramateurdetectives,whoknoweverythingbeforeit’sdone,canfitthemintotheories;butinScotlandYard,wherethemenaren’tallidiotseither,wegenerallyfindthatwhencrimeisdone,orattempted,it’speople,notthings,thatareatthebottomofit."

           "Thenmakeit’people’byallmeans,Sergeant."

           "Wewerespeakingof’someone,’sir."

           "Quiteright.