“Well, Watson, what do you think of it?” Holmes asked, as we came out into the main street. “Quite a little parlour game — sort of three-card trick, is it not? There are your three men. It must be one of them. You take your choice. Which is yours?” “The foul-mouthed fellow at the top. He is the one with the worst record. And yet that Indian was a sly fellow also. Why should he be pacing his room all the time?” “There is nothing in that. Many men do it when they are trying to learn anything by heart.” “He looked at us in a queer way.” “So would you if a flock of strangers came in on you when
...more
