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The little man stopped to relight his hookah and puffed thoughtfully for a few moments. We had all sat absorbed, listening to his extraordinary narrative. At the short account of her father's death Miss Morstan hail turned, deadly whito, and for a moment I feared that" she was about to faint. She rallied, however, on drinking a glass of water which I quietly poured out for her from a Venetian carafe upon the sido table. Sherlock Holmes leaned back in his chair with an abstracted expression and the lids drawn low over his glittering eyes. As I glanced at him I could not but think how on that very day he had complained bitterly of the commonplaceness of life. Here at least was a problem which would tax his sagacity to the utmost. Mr. Tliaddcus Sliolto looked from one to the other of us with an obvious pride at tho effect which his story had produced and then continued between the puffs of his overgrown pipe. "My brother and I," said he, "were, as you may imagine, much excited as to the treasure which my father had spoken of. For weeks and for months wo dug and delved in every part of the garden without discovering its whereabouts. It was maddening to think that the hiding place was on his very lips at the moment that he died. Wo could judge the splendor of the missing riches by the chaplet which he had taken out. Over this chaplet my brother Bartholomew and I had some littie discussion. The pearls were evidently of great value, and he was averse to part I with them, for between friends my brother was himself a little inclined to my father's fault. He thought, too, that if we parted with the chaplet it might give rise to gossip and finally bring us into trouble. It was all that I could do to persuade him to let me find ^ut Miss Morstan's address and send her a dctached pearl at fixed in tcrvals, so that at least she might never feel destitute." 'It was a kindly thought," said our companion earnestly. "It was extremely good of you."

The little man waved his hand deprecatingly. "We were your trustees," he said. 'That was the view which I took of it, though Brother Bartholomew could not altogether 6ee it in that light. We had plenty of money ourselves. I desired no more. Besides it would have been such bad taste to have treated a young lady in so scurvy a fashion. 'Lp mauvaie gout mene au crime.' The French have a very neat way of putting these things. Our difference of opinion on this subject, went so far that I thought it best to 6et up rooms for myself. So I left Pondicherry Lodge, taking the old khitiuutgar and Williams with me. Yesterday, however, I learned that an event of extreme importance had occurred. Tho treasure has been discovered. I instantly coiumunicted with Miss Morstan, and it only remains for us to drive out to Norwood and demand our share. I explained my views last night to Brother Bartholomew. So we shall be expected if not welcomo visitors."

Mr. Tliaddeus Sholto ceased and sat twitching on his luxurious 6ettee. We all remained silent, with our thoughts upon the new development which tho mysterious business had taken. Holmes was the first to spring to his feet. I

"You have done well, sir, from first to Inst," said he. "It is possible that we may bo able to make you some small return by throwing some light upon that which is still dark to you. But, as Miss Morstan remarked just now, it is late, and we had best put the matter through without delay."

Our new acquaintance v6ry deliberately coiled up the tube of his hookah and produced from behind a curtain a very long i^-'ogged topcoat with astrakhan collar ,*d cuffs. This he buttoned tightly up spite of the cxtremo closeness of the uight and finished his attire by putting on a rabbit skin cap with hanging lappets which covered the cars, so that no part of him was visible savo his mobile and peaky face. "My health is somewhat fragiR" he remarked as bo led the way down tho passaae. "I am compelled to bo a valetudinarian.

Our cab was awaiting us outside, and our programme was evidently prearranged, for the driver started oil at once at a rapid pneo. Thaddeus Sholto talked incessantly in a voice which rose high abovo the rattle of tho wheels. "Bartholomew is a clever fellow," said he. "Ilow do you think I10 found out where the treasure was? 1-Ie had come to the conclusion that it was somewhere indoors, so ho worked out all tho cubic space of the houso and mado measurements everywhere, so that not 0110 inch should bo unaccounted for. Among other things, he found that tho height of tho building was 74 feet, but on adding togcthertho heights of all tho separate rooms and making every allowance for tho spe.ee between, which he ascertained by bprings, he could not bring tho total to more than 70 feet. There were four feot unaccounted

for. These could only boat the top of tho building. He knocked a hole, therefore, in tho lath and plaster ceiling of the high-

one. In tho center stood tho treasure chest, resting upon two rafters. Ho lowered it through tho holo, and there it lies. He computes tho value of the jewels at not less than half a million sterling."

At tho mention of this gigantio sum wo all stared at one another open eyed. Mtes Morstan, could wo secure her rights, would change from a needy governess to tho richest heiress in England. Surely it was tho place of a loyal friend to rejoice at such newsj yet I am ashamed to say that selfishness took me by the soul, and that my heart turned as hoavy as lead within mo. I stammered out sonio few halting words of congratulrtion and. then sat downcast,

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dreamily conscious that he was pouring forth intcrm? mblc trains of symptoms and imploring information as to the composition and action of innumerable quack nostrums, sc:ne of which he bore about in a leather case in his pocket. I trust th::t he may not remember any of tho answers which I gave him that night.. Holmes declares that he overheard me caution him against the great danger of taking more than two drops of castor oil, while I recommended strychnine in large doses as a sedative. However that may be, I wr.3 certainly relieved when our cab pulled up with a ierk and the coachman sprang down to open the door. "This, Miss Morstan, is Pondicherry Lodge," said Mr. Tliaddeus Sholto as he handed her out.

CHAPTER V.

It was nearly 1) o'clock when we reachcd this final sta*ro of our night's adventures. We had left the damp fog of tho great city behind us, and the night was fairly fine. A warm wind blew from the westward, and heavy clouds moved slowly across tho sky, with hr'f a moon peeping occasionally through the rifts. It was clear enough to see for some distance, but Thaddeus Sholto took down one of tho side lamps from the carriage to give 11s a better light upon our way.

Pondicherry Lodge stood in its own grounds and was girt round with a very high stone wall topped with broken glass. A single narrow iron clamped door formed the only means of entrance. On this our guic^e knocked with a peculiar postmanlike fattat. "Who is there?" cried agruff voice from within. "It is I, McMurdo. You surely know my knock by this time."

There was a grumbling sound and a clanking and jarring of keys. Tho door esvun^ heavily biicii. and a shorty dec chested man stood fn tho opening, witTi the yellow light of the lantern shining upon his protruded face and twinkling, distrustful eyes. "That you, Mr. Thaddeus? But who arc tho others? I had 110 orders about them from the master." "No, McMurdo? You surprise me! I told my brother last night that I should bring some friends." I "Ife hain't been out o' his room today, Mr. Thaddeus, and I havo 110 orders. You know very well that I must stick to regulations. I can let you in, but your friends I they must just stop where they are."

This was an unexpected obstacle. Thaddeus Sholto looked about him in a per- I plexed and helpless manner. "This is too

bad of you, McMurdo!" he said. "If I guarantee them, that is enough for you. I There is the young lady too. She cannot wait in the public road at this hour." "Very sorry, Mr. Thaddeus," said tho porter inexorably. "Folk may bo friends o' yours and yet no friends o' the master's. He pays me well to do my duty, and my duty I'll do. I don't know none o' your friends." "Oh, yes, you do, McMurdo," cried Sherlock Holmes genially. "I don't think you can have forgotten me. Don't you remember tho amateur who fought three rounds with you at Alison's rooms on the night of your benefit four years back?" "Not Mr. Shcrlock Holmes!" roared tho prizefighter. "God's truth, how could I have mistook you? If instead o' standin there so quiet you had just stepped up 1 and given me that cross hito' yours under the jaw I'd ha' known you without a question. Ah, you're one that has wasted your gifts, you have! You might havo aimed high if you had joined the fancy." "You see, Watson, if all else fails me, I have still one of the scientific professions open to me," said Holmes, laughing. '"Our friend won't keep us out in the cold now, I am sure." "In you come, sir, in you come, you and your friends," ho answered. "Very sorry, Mr. Thaddeus, but orders are very strict. Had to be certain of your friends before I let them in."

Inside a gravel path wound through desolate grounds to a huge clump of a house, square and prosaic, all plunged in shadow save where a moonbeam struck one corner and glimmered in a garret window. The vast size of the building, with its gloom and its deathly silence, struck a chill to the heart. Even Thaddeus Sholto seemed ill at ease, and the lantern quivered and rattled in his hand. "I cannot understand it," he said.

"Ther-» must bo some mistake. I distinctly told Bartholomew that wo should be her«, and yet thero is no light in his window. I do not know what to make of it." "Does ho always guard the premises in this way?" asked ?lmes. "Yes, he has followed my father's custom. Ho was the favorite son, you know, and I sometimes think that my father may have told him more than he ever told me. That is Bartholomew's window up thero where tho moonsliino strikes. It is quite bright, but thero is no light from within, I think." "None," said Holmes. "But I see the glint of a light in that, littlo window beside the door." "Ah, that is tho housekeeper's room. That is where old Mrs. Bornstono sits. Fho can tell us all about it. But perhaps you would not mind waiting hero for a minute or two, for if wo all go in together and she has had no word of our coming she may bo alarmed. But hush. What is that.!-"'

He held up the lantern, and his hand shook until tho circles of li^ht flickered and wavered all round us. Miss Morstan seized my wrist, and wo all stood with thumping henrts straining our cars. From the great black houso there sounded through the silent, night the saddest and most*piriful of :soi::uls—tho shrill, broken whimpering ir a fn\ htoned woman. "It is Mrs. Bern stone," said Sholto. "Rlio is tho only won ::n in tho house. Wait here. I shall be bo back in a moment." Ho hurried for tho door and knocked in his. peculiar way. Wo could seo a tall old woman admit him and sway with pleasure at tho very sight of him. "Oh, Mr. Tliaddeus, sir, I am so glad you havo come! I am so glad you liavo come, Mr. Thaddeus, sir!" We heard her reiterated rejoicings until tho door was closed, and licr voice died away into a muffled monotono.

Our guido had left us tho lantern. Holmes swung it slowly'round and peered keenly at the houso and at tho great rubbish heaps which cumbered tho grounds. Miss Morstan and I stood together, and her hand was in mino. A wondrous subtle thing is love, for hero weifc we two who had never seen each other before that day, between whom 110 word or oven look of affection had ever passed, ond yet now in tin hour Gf troublo our hands instinctively sought for each other. I havo marveled at it since, but at tho time it seemed the ipost natural thing that I should go out to lr&r so, and, as she has often told mo, thero was in her also the Instinct! to turn to mo t6r comfort! and protection. So we stood hand in hand, liko two children, and there was peace in our^hearts for all the dark thinoH thab Kniwrnutaft n* v\

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"What a sfirange place!" she said, looking round. "It looks as though all the moles in England had been let looso in it. I have seen something of tho sort on tho side of a hill near Eullarat where tho prospectors had been at work." "And from the s::mo cause," said Holmes. "These aro tho traces of tho treasure seekers. You must remember that they were six years looking for it. No wonder that tho grounds look liko a gravel pit."

At that moment tho door of the house burst open,and Thaddeus Sholto came running out, wirli his hands thrown forward and terror in his eyes. '-There is something amiss with Bar tholomew," he cried. "I am frightened. My nerves cr.nnot stand it." Ho was indeed half blubbering with fear, and his I twitching, feeble face peeping out from the great astrakhan collar had tho liclpI less, appealing expression of a terrified child. "Come into tho house," said Holmes in his crisp, firm way. "Yes, do, pleaded Thaddeus Sholto. "I really do not feel equal to giving directions."

We all followed him into tho housekcoper's room, which stood upon the left hand side of tho passage. Tho old woman was pacing up and down, with a scared look and restless, picking fingers, hut the sight of Miss Morstan appeared to havo a soothing eiVect upon her. I "God bless your sweet, calm face!" she cried, with a hysterical sob. "It does me good to see you. Oh, but I havo been sorely tried tliit day!"

Our companion patted her thin, work wox-n hand and murmured somo few words I of kindly womanly comfort which brought the color back into tho other's bloodless cheeks.

"Master has locked himself in and will not answer me," she explained. "All day I havo waited to hear from him, for ho often likes to bo alone, hut an hour ago I feared that something was amiss, so I went up and peeped through tho keyhole. You must go up, Mr. Thaddeus. Yon must, go up and look for yourself. I have seen Mr. Bartholomew Sholto in joy and in sorrow for ten long years, but I never saw him with such a face on him as that."

Sherlock Holmes took the lamp and led the way, for Thaddeus Sholto's teeth were chattering in his head. So shaken was he that I had to pass my hand under his arm as we went up the stairs, for his knees woro trembling under him. Twice as we ascended Holmes whipped his lens out of his pocket and carefully examined marks which appeared to 1110 to be mere shapeless smudges of dust upon the cocoaI nut matting which served as a stair carI pet. We walked slowly from step to step, holding the lamp low and shooting keen glances to right and left. Miss Morstan had remained with the frightened housekeeper.

The third flight of stairs ended in a straight passage of some length, with a great picture in Indian tapestry upon the right of it and threo doors upon the left. Holmes advanced along it in the same slow and methodical way, while we kept close at his heels, with our long black shadows streaming backward down the corridor. The third door was that which we were seeking. Holmes knocked without receiving any answer and then tried to turn the handle and force it open. It was locked on the inside, however, and by a broad and powerful bolt, as we could see when we set our lamp up against it. The key being turned, however, the holo was not entirely closed. Sherlock bent down to it and instantly roso again with a sharp intaking of the breath. "There is something devilish in this, Watson," said he, more moved than I had ever before seen him. What do you make of it?"

I stooped to the hole and recoiled in horror. Moonlight was streaming into the room, and it was bright with a vague and shiftly radiance. Looking straight at me and susponded, as it were, in the air, for all beneath was in shadow, there hung a face—the very face of our companion Thaddeus. There was the same high, shining head, the same circular bristle of red hair, the same bloodless countenance. Tho features were set, however, in a horrible smile, a fixed and unnatural grin, which in that still anrt moonlit room was more jarring to the nefves than any scowl or contortion. So liko was the faco to that of our little friend that I looked round at him to make euro that he was indeed with us. Then I recalled to mind that he had mentioned to us that his brother and ho were twins. "This is terrible," I said to Holmes. "What is to be done?" "The door must corao down," he answered, and springing against it ho put all his weight upon tho lock Ifc creaked and groaned, but did not yield. Together we flung ourselves upon it onco more, and this timo it gave way with a sudden snap, and we found ourselves within Bartholomew Sholto's chamber.

It appeared to have been fitted up as a chemical laboratory. A double lino of glass stoppered bottles was drawn up upon tho wall opposite the door, and the table was littered over with Bunsen burners, test tubes and retorts. In the corners stood carboys of acid in wicker baskets. Ono of these appeared to leak or fcu have been broken, for a stream of dark colored liquid had trickled out from it, and tho air was heavy with a peculiarly pungent tarliko odor. A set of steps stood at one sido of the room in tin? midst of a litter of lath and plaster, and abovo them there was an opening in tho ceiling largo enough for a man to pass through. At tho foot of 'tho steps a long coil of rope was thrown carelessly together.

By tho table in a wooden armchair the master of the houso was seated a„l in a heap, with his head sunk upon his left shoulder and that ghastly, inscrutable smilo upon his face. Ho was stiff and cold and had clearly been dead many hours. It seemed to mo that not only his features but all his limbs wero twisted and turned in tho most fantastic fashion. By his hand upon tho table thero lay a peculiar instrument—a brown, close grained stick, with a stone lioad like a hammer, rudely lashed on with coarso twine. Beside it was a torn sheet of note paper, wit^ -jomo words scrawled upon it. Holmes glanced at it and then handed it to mo. "You sec," he said, with a significant raising of tho eyebrows.

In tho light of the lantern I road with a thrill of horror, '"the sign of tho four." "In God's name,what docs it all mean?" asked. "It moans murdor," said ho, stooping over the dead man. "Ah, I expeoted it. Look here!" He pointed to what looked like a long, dark thorn stuck in the skin just above tho ear. "It looks like a thorn," said I. "It Is a thorn. You may pick it out. But bo careful, for it is noisoned."

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