? ? ? ? "Well, well," said the resident patient in a nervous fashion, "of course it is hard to say that. You can hardly expect me to answer that, Mr. Holmes."
? ? ? ? "Do you mean that you don't know?"
? ? ? ? "Come in here, if you please. Just have the kindness to step in here."
? ? ? ? He led the way into his bedroom, which was large and comfortably furnished.
? ? ? ? "You see that," said he, pointing to a big black box at the end of his bed. "I have never been a very rich man, Mr. Holmes -- never made but one investment in my life, as Dr. Trevelyan would tell you. But I don't believe in bankers. I would never trust a banker, Mr. Holmes. Between ourselves, what little I have is in that box, so you can understand what it means to me when unknown people force themselves into my rooms."
? ? ? ? Holmes looked at Blessington in his questioning way and shook his head.
? ? ? ? "I cannot possibly advise you if you try to deceive me," said he.
? ? ? ? "But I have told you everything."
? ? ? ? Holmes turned on his heel with a gesture of disgust.
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