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It was close upon twelve before I heard the sharp sound of his latch key. The instant he entered I saw by his face that he had not been successful. IT WAS CLOSE UPON TWELVE BEFORE I HEARD THE SHARP SOUND OF HIS LATCHKEY THE INSTANT HE ENTERED I SAW BY HIS FACE THAT HE HAD NOT BEEN SUCCESSFUL
seconds enveloped in an ulster and a cravat. “I’ll follow her,” he said, hurriedly; “she must be an accomplice, and will lead me to him. Wait up for me.” The hall door had hardly slammed behind our visitor before Holmes had descended the stair. Looking through the window I could see her walking feebly along the other side, while her pursuer dogged her some little distance behind. “Either his whole theory is incorrect,” I thought to myself, “or else he will be led now to the heart of the mystery.” There was no need for him to ask me to wait up for him, for I felt that sleep was impossible until I heard the result of his adventure. It was close upon nine when he set out. I had no idea how long he might be, but I sat stolidly puffing at my pipe and skipping over the pages of Henri Murger’s “Vie de Bohème.” Ten o’clock passed, and I heard the footsteps of the maid as they pattered off to bed. Eleven, and the more stately tread of the landlady passed my door, bound for the same destination. ED INTO HIS ROOM HE RETURNED IN A FEW SECONDS ENVELOPED IN AN ULSTER AND A CRAVAT I'LL FOLLOW HER HE SAID HURRIEDLY SHE MUST BE AN ACCOMPLICE AND WILL LEAD ME TO HIM WAIT UP FOR ME THE HALL DOOR HAD HARDLY SLAMMED BEHIND OUR VISITOR BEFORE HOLMES HAD DESCENDED THE STAIR LOOKING THROUGH THE WINDOW I COULD SEE HER WALKING FEEBLY ALONG THE OTHER SIDE WHILE HER PURSUER DOGGED HER SOME LITTLE DISTANCE BEHIND EITHER HIS WHOLE THEORY IS INCORRECT I THOUGHT TO MYSELF OR ELSE HE WILL BE LED NOW TO THE HEART OF THE MYSTERY THERE WAS NO NEED FOR HIM TO ASK ME TO WAIT UP FOR HIM FOR I FELT THAT SLEEP WAS IMPOSSIBLE UNTIL I HEARD THE RESULT OF HIS ADVENTURE IT WAS CLOSE UPON NINE WHEN HE SET OUT I HAD NO IDEA HOW LONG HE MIGHT BE BUT I SAT STOLIDLY PUFFING AT MY PIPE AND SKIPPING OVER THE PAGES OF HENRY MURGER'S VIDE BOUEM TEN O'CLOCK PASSED AND I HEARD THE FOOTSTEPS OF THE MAID AS THEY PATTERED OFF TO BED ELEVEN AND THE MORE STATELY TREAD OF THE LANDLADY PAST MY DOOR BOUND FOR THE SAME DESTINATION
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