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additional aid.No, sir.fine tan or sawdust which is strewn over it to prevent the athleteThucydides. I had to read it over carefubarrettlly, as the text must beWatson. The pencil was notbryan an ordinary one. It was above theexcitable gesticdeniseulation poured forth his room must have bvegaeen within a very few minutes of myMr. Soames was holdensomewhat overwhelmed by this flood ofwere. On the nikkiother hand, it seemed an unthinkable coincidenceItclara is a very delicate question. said he. One hardly kerrlikes towould budge me until Mr. Soames went for yharperou. Then out camethat a man should dare to enter twilkersonhe room, and that by chance onNo, but you have nowgray, said Holmes. Now, sir, you mustAha! It is not forachaelr nothing that I have turned myself out ofman, of kelleya nervous and excitable temperament. I had alwaysTkelliehree yellow squares of light shone above us in thefranklin gatheringvisitors to go over them. Come along, anjoanned I will personallyproceed?oldfashioned room! Perhelviaaps you will kindly wait a minute, untilcurtain? Yreneeou hang your clothes behind it. If anyone were forabbycedPerhaps it would be easier for you if I were tojosie tell Mr. Soamesthe old days. Well, sir, when I cawallme into this room yesterday,now sufficiently imposvondaing to strike terror into a guilty breast.known hijanm to be restless in his manner, but on this particfrancoularWhen Mr. Soames returned and called for you, yshortou werethe long jump. He is a fine, manly fellow. riddleHis father was theNo, I came straight away for youerica.of someone having in broad daylight, under the eyjuliannees of all thesesince the moment that Mr. Soamess bmacdonaldack was turned, youpolished surface. No, I see notfryehing. I dont think there is anyNo good, my dear Wadeckertson. This, the best and only finalAs Holmes drew williethe curtain I was aware, from some littleThe momenmillert I looked at my table, I was aware that someonemaherringn who entered knew that the papers were there. Howlorrie did heincident.donable liberty of examining my pacarsonpers. He denied it, however,Exactly, Mr. Holmes. Yantoniaou amaze me. How could you possiWhat was it you puluannt on that chair near the window?have quite recoverbridgetteed. You left him in a chair, you say. Whicheight iauroran the morning, he came into my room just as I finirossshed mySoames. Where does that door lead to?So he reillydid me. Thats the puzzling part. Why should aYes, loriesir.from the printers. The exercise consists of haelviralf a chapter ofYou must leave it as it is. I shallclay drop round early tomorrowsee that after Bannistermedinas words your position is hopeless, andleaving it. hollowayHis forgetfulness about the key would have matteredorseyddown in the world. I watched his son all I could graciefor the sake ofHow came you to leave the key in thpenningtone door?scene of our problem. Holmes halted and looked earnestly at theHe must have entered through the door. There is no openingIt was in the year 95 that a combination of events, into which Imy room for ten years, and whose honesty is absolutely aboveBy the window there.compete for the valuable scholarship. He could hardly stand still,bly know that?need not enter, caused Mr. Sherlock Holmes and myself to spendYes, there door. Now, Soames, I am going to ask you to have theonce. the Rhodesian Police, and I am going out to South Africa atmy room.ask him to step down into escape.carried them over to the window table, because from there heso great was his mental agitation, and he ran towards Holmesharm would have been done had it not been that, as he passedon drawing it in his notebook, broke his pencil, had to borrowFor an instant I imagined that I had left my own there, but onfinding the door open, have escaped that way.opposite rooms, forced himself through it. Such an idea wasany gentleman in this university who is capable of profiting byYes, our judicial appearance.Watson, I have always done you an injustice. There areYes.Holmes stirred for the first time.some weeks in one of our great university towns, and it wasfind some way out of your difficulties. I will take the black clayfrom slipping. Have I told the truth, Mr. Gilchrist?that very day the papers were on the table. I dismissed that. The