The Valley of Fear eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 221 pages of information about The Valley of Fear.

The Valley of Fear eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 221 pages of information about The Valley of Fear.

“Well, I’ll borrow that if I may.”

“Certainly—­but what a wretched weapon!  If there is danger—­”

“Nothing serious, my dear Watson, or I should certainly ask for your assistance.  But I’ll take the umbrella.  At present I am only awaiting the return of our colleagues from Tunbridge Wells, where they are at present engaged in trying for a likely owner to the bicycle.”

It was nightfall before Inspector MacDonald and White Mason came back from their expedition, and they arrived exultant, reporting a great advance in our investigation.

“Man, I’ll admeet that I had my doubts if there was ever an outsider,” said MacDonald, “but that’s all past now.  We’ve had the bicycle identified, and we have a description of our man; so that’s a long step on our journey.”

“It sounds to me like the beginning of the end,” said Holmes.  “I’m sure I congratulate you both with all my heart.”

“Well, I started from the fact that Mr. Douglas had seemed disturbed since the day before, when he had been at Tunbridge Wells.  It was at Tunbridge Wells then that he had become conscious of some danger.  It was clear, therefore, that if a man had come over with a bicycle it was from Tunbridge Wells that he might be expected to have come.  We took the bicycle over with us and showed it at the hotels.  It was identified at once by the manager of the Eagle Commercial as belonging to a man named Hargrave, who had taken a room there two days before.  This bicycle and a small valise were his whole belongings.  He had registered his name as coming from London, but had given no address.  The valise was London made, and the contents were British; but the man himself was undoubtedly an American.”

“Well, well,” said Holmes gleefully, “you have indeed done some solid work while I have been sitting spinning theories with my friend!  It’s a lesson in being practical, Mr. Mac.”

“Ay, it’s just that, Mr. Holmes,” said the inspector with satisfaction.

“But this may all fit in with your theories,” I remarked.

“That may or may not be.  But let us hear the end, Mr. Mac.  Was there nothing to identify this man?”

“So little that it was evident that he had carefully guarded himself against identification.  There were no papers or letters, and no marking upon the clothes.  A cycle map of the county lay on his bedroom table.  He had left the hotel after breakfast yesterday morning on his bicycle, and no more was heard of him until our inquiries.”

“That’s what puzzles me, Mr. Holmes,” said White Mason.  “If the fellow did not want the hue and cry raised over him, one would imagine that he would have returned and remained at the hotel as an inoffensive tourist.  As it is, he must know that he will be reported to the police by the hotel manager and that his disappearance will be connected with the murder.”

“So one would imagine.  Still, he has been justified of his wisdom up to date, at any rate, since he has not been taken.  But his description—­what of that?”

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