? ? ? ? At seven o'clock that evening we were walking, the three of us, down Corporation Street to the company's offices.
? ? ? ? "It is no use our being at all before our time," said our client. "He only comes there to see me, apparently, for the place is deserted up to the very hour he names."
? ? ? ? "That is suggestive," remarked Holmes.
? ? ? ? "By Jove, I told you so!" cried the clerk. "That's he walking ahead of us there."
? ? ? ? He pointed to a smallish, dark, well-dressed man who was bustling along the other side of the road. As we watched him he looked across at a boy who was bawling out the latest edition of the evening paper, and, running over among the cabs and busses, he bought one from him. Then, clutching it in his hand, he vanished through a doorway.
? ? ? ? "There he goes!" cried Hall Pycroft. "These are the company's offices into which he has gone.
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