end, and then if there was much doin' there he might ha' stayed over. But what good is a steam launch without coals?'
'He might have bought some at a wharf down the river.'
'He might, sir, but it weren't his way. Many a time I've heard him call out at the prices they charge for a few odd bags. Besides, I don't like that wooden-legged man, wi' his ugly face and outlandish talk. What did he want always knockin' about here for?'
'A wooden-legged man?' said Holmes, with bland surprise.
'Yes, sir, a brown, monkey-faced chap that's called more'n once for my old man. It was him that roused him up yesternight, and, what's more, my man knew he was comin', for he had steam up in the launch. I tell you straight, sir, I don't feel easy in my mind about it.'
'But, my dear Mrs. Smith,' said Holmes,
