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The old crone drew out an evening paper, and pointed at our advertisement. "It's this as has brought me, good gentlemen," she said, dropping another curtsey; "a gold wedding ring in the Brixton Road. THE OLD CRONE DREW OUT AN EVENING PAPER AND POINTED TO OUR ADVERTISEMENT IT'S THIS AS HAS BROUGHT ME GOOD GENTLEMAN SHE SAID DROPPING ANOTHER CURTSEY A GIRL WEDDING RING IN THE BRIXTON ROAD
ock Holmes rose softly and moved his chair in the direction of the door. We heard the servant pass along the hall, and the sharp click of the latch as she opened it. “Does Dr. Watson live here?” asked a clear but rather harsh voice. We could not hear the servant’s reply, but the door closed, and some one began to ascend the stairs. The footfall was an uncertain and shuffling one. A look of surprise passed over the face of my companion as he listened to it. It came slowly along the passage, and there was a feeble tap at the door. “Come in,” I cried. At my summons, instead of the man of violence whom we expected, a very old and wrinkled woman hobbled into the apartment. She appeared to be dazzled by the sudden blaze of light, and after dropping a curtsey, she stood blinking at us with her bleared eyes and fumbling in her pocket with nervous, shaky fingers. I glanced at my companion, and his face had assumed such a disconsolate expression that it was all I could do to keep my countenance. P RING AT THE BELL SHERLOCK HOLMES ROSE SOFTLY AND MOVED HIS CHAIR IN THE DIRECTION OF THE DOOR WE HEARD THE SERVANT PASS ALONG THE HALL AND THE SHARP CLICK OF THE LATCH AS SHE OPENED IT DOES DOCTOR WATSON LIVE HERE ASKED A CLEAR BUT RATHER HARSH VOICE WE COULD NOT HEAR THE SERVANT'S REPLY BUT THE DOOR CLOSED AND SOME ONE BEGAN TO ASCEND THE STAIRS THE FOOTFALL WAS AN UNCERTAIN AND SHUFFLING ONE A LOOK OF SURPRISE PASSED OVER THE FACE OF MY COMPANION AS HE LISTENED TO IT IT CAME SLOWLY ALONG THE PASSAGE AND THERE WAS A FEEBLE TAP AT THE DOOR COME IN I CRIED AT MY SUMMONS INSTEAD OF THE MAN OF VIOLENCE WHOM WE EXPECTED A VERY OLD AND WRINKLED WOMAN HOBBLED INTO THE APARTMENT SHE APPEARED TO BE DAZZLED BY THE SUDDEN BLAZE OF LIGHT AND AFTER DROPPING A CURTSEY SHE STOOD BLINKING AT US WITH HER BLEARED EYES AND FUMBLING IN HER POCKET WITH NERVOUS SHAKY FINGERS I GLANCED AT MY COMPANION AND HIS FACE HAD ASSUMED SUCH A DISCONSOLATE EXPRESSION THAT IT WAS ALL I COULD DO TO KEEP MY COUNTENANCE
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