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those great elemental forces which shriek at mankind through the bars of his civilisation, like untamed beasts in a cage. As evening drew in, the storm grew higher and louder, and the wind cried and sobbed like a child in the chimney. Sherlock Holmes sat moodily at one side of the fireplace cross-indexing his records of crime, while I at the other was deep in one of Clark Russellโ€™s fine sea-stories until the howl of the gale from without seemed to blend with the text, and the splash of the rain to lengthen out into the long swash of the sea waves. My wife was on a visit to her motherโ€™s, and for a few days I was a dweller once more in my old quarters at Baker Street.

โ€œWhy,โ€ said I, glancing up at my companion, โ€œthat was surely the bell. Who could come tonight? Some friend of yours, perhaps?โ€

โ€œExcept yourself I have none,โ€ he answered. โ€œI do not encourage visitors.โ€

โ€œA client, then?โ€

โ€œIf so, it is a serious case. Nothing less would bring a man out on such a day and at such an hour. But I take it that it is more likely to be some crony of the landladyโ€™s.โ€

Sherlock Holmes was wrong in his conjecture, however, for there came a step in the passage and a tapping at the door. He stretched out his long arm to turn the lamp away from himself and towards the vacant chair upon which a newcomer must sit.

โ€œCome in!โ€ said he.

The man who entered was young, some two-and-twenty at the outside, well-groomed and trimly clad, with something of refinement and delicacy in his bearing. The streaming umbrella which he held in his hand, and his long shining waterproof told of the fierce weather through which he had come. He looked about him anxiously in the glare of the lamp, and I could see that his face was pale and his eyes heavy, like those of a man who is weighed down with some great anxiety.

โ€œI owe you an apology,โ€ he said, raising his golden pince-nez to his eyes. โ€œI trust that I am not intruding. I fear that I have brought some traces of the storm and rain into your snug chamber.โ€

โ€œGive me your coat and umbrella,โ€ said Holmes. โ€œThey may rest here on the hook and will be dry presently. You have come up from the southwest, I see.โ€

โ€œYes, from Horsham.โ€

โ€œThat clay and chalk mixture which I see upon your toe caps is quite distinctive.โ€

โ€œI have come for advice.โ€

โ€œThat is easily got.โ€

โ€œAnd help.โ€

โ€œThat is not always so easy.โ€

โ€œI have heard of you, Mr. Holmes. I heard from Major Prendergast how you saved him in the Tankerville Club scandal.โ€

โ€œAh, of course. He was wrongfully accused of cheating at cards.โ€

โ€œHe said that you could solve anything.โ€

โ€œHe said too much.โ€

โ€œThat you are never beaten.โ€

โ€œI have been beaten four timesโ โ€”three times by men, and once by a woman.โ€

โ€œBut what is that compared with the number of your successes?โ€

โ€œIt is true that I have been generally successful.โ€

โ€œThen you may be so with me.โ€

โ€œI beg that you will draw your chair up to the fire and favour me with some details as to your case.โ€

โ€œIt is no ordinary one.โ€

โ€œNone of those which come to me are. I am the last court of appeal.โ€

โ€œAnd yet I question, sir, whether, in all your experience, you have ever listened to a more mysterious and inexplicable chain of events than those which have happened in my own family.โ€

โ€œYou fill me with interest,โ€ said Holmes. โ€œPray give us the essential facts from the commencement, and I can afterwards question you as to those details which seem to me to be most important.โ€

The young man pulled his chair up and pushed his wet feet out towards the blaze.

โ€œMy name,โ€ said he, โ€œis John Openshaw, but my own affairs have, as far as I can understand, little to do with this awful business. It is a hereditary matter; so in order to give you an idea of the facts, I must go back to the commencement of the affair.

โ€œYou must know that my grandfather had two sonsโ โ€”my uncle Elias and my father Joseph. My father had a small factory at Coventry, which he enlarged at the time of the invention of bicycling. He was a patentee of the Openshaw unbreakable tire, and his business met with such success that he was able to sell it and to retire upon a handsome competence.

โ€œMy uncle Elias emigrated to America when he was a young man and became a planter in Florida, where he was reported to have done very well. At the time of the war he fought in Jacksonโ€™s army, and afterwards under Hood, where he rose to be a colonel. When Lee laid down his arms my uncle returned to his plantation, where he remained for three or four years. About 1869 or 1870 he came back to Europe and took a small estate in Sussex, near Horsham. He had made a very considerable fortune in the States, and his reason for leaving them was his aversion to the negroes, and his dislike of the Republican policy in extending the franchise to them. He was a singular man, fierce and quick-tempered, very foul-mouthed when he was angry, and of a most retiring disposition. During all the years that he lived at Horsham, I doubt if ever he set foot in the town. He had a garden and two or three fields round his house, and there he would take his exercise, though very often for weeks on end he would never leave his room. He drank a great deal of brandy and smoked very heavily, but he would see no society and did not want any friends, not even his own brother.

โ€œHe didnโ€™t mind me; in fact, he took a fancy to me, for at the time when he saw me first I was a youngster of twelve or so. This would be in the year 1878, after he had been eight

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