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Doyle, Arthur Conan

"The Memoirs Of Sherlock Holmes"

Can you come at once?"


? ? ? ? "In an instant." I scribbled a note to my neighbour, rushed upstairs to explain the matter to my wife, and joined Holmes upon the doorstep.


? ? ? ? "Your neighbour is a doctor." said he, nodding at the brass plate.


? ? ? ? "Yes, he bought a practice as I did."


? ? ? ? "An old-established one?"


? ? ? ? "Just the same as mine. Both have been ever since the houses were built."


? ? ? ? "Ah! then you got hold of the best of the two."


? ? ? ? "I think I did. But how do you know?"


? ? ? ? "By the steps, my boy. Yours are worn three inches deeper than his. But this gentleman in the cab is my client, Mr. Hall Pycroft. Allow me to introduce you to him. Whip your horse up, cabby, for we have only just time to catch our train."


? ? ? ? The man whom I found myself facing was a well-built, freshcomplexioned young fellow, with a frank, honest face and a slight, crisp, yellow moustache. He wore a very shiny top-hat and a neat suit of sober black, which made him look what he was -- a smart young City man, of the class who have been labelled cockneys, but who give us our crack volunteer regiments, and who turn out more fine athletes and sportsmen than any body of men in these islands.


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