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and his bearing meek and even apologetic.
'Good-day, sir; good-day,' said he. 'Mr. Sherlock Holmes is out, I understand.'
'Yes, and I cannot be sure when he will be back. But perhaps you would care to wait. Take that chair and try one of these cigars.'
'Thank you; I don't mind if I do,' said he, mopping his face with a red bandanna handkerchief.
'And a whisky and soda?'
'Well, half a glass. It is very hot for the time of year; and I have had a good deal to worry and try me. You know my theory about this Norwood case?'
'I remember that you expressed one.'
'Well, I have been obliged to reconsider it. I had my net drawn tightly round Mr. Sholto, sir, when pop he went through a hole in the middle of it. He was able to
