? ? ? ? "Why in my presence, sir?"
? ? ? ? "In case he wished to ask any questions."
? ? ? ? "What is the use of asking me questions when I tell you I know nothing whatever about it?"
? ? ? ? "Quite so, madam," said Holmes in his soothing way. "I have no doubt that you have been annoyed more than enough already over this business."
? ? ? ? "Indeed, I have, sir. I am a quiet woman and live a retired life. It is something new for me to see my name in the papers and to find the police in my house. I won't have those things in here, Mr. Lestrade. If you wish to see them you must go to the outhouse."
? ? ? ? It was a small shed in the narrow garden which ran behind the house. Lestrade went in and brought out a yellow cardboard box, with a piece of brown paper and some string. There was a bench at the end of the path, and we all sat down while Holmes examined, one by one, the articles which Lestrade had handed to him.
? ? ? ? "The string is exceedingly interesting," he remarked, holding it up to the light and sniffing at it. "What do you make of this string, Lestrade?"
? ? ? ? "It has been tarred.
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