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which will bear upon it。 What steps do you propose to take now;

Lestrade?〃

  〃The most practical way of getting at it; in my opinion; is to

identify the dead man。 There should be no difficulty about that。

When we have found who he is and who his associates are; we should

have a good start in learning what he was doing in Pitt Street last

night; and who it was who met him and killed him on the doorstep of

Mr。 Horace Harker。 Don't you think so?〃

  〃No doubt; and yet it is not quite the way in which I should

approach the case。〃

  〃What would you do then?〃

  〃Oh; you must not let me influence you in any way。 I suggest that

you go on your line and I on mine。 We can compare notes afterwards;

and each will supplement the other。〃

  〃Very good;〃 said Lestrade。

  〃If you are going back to Pitt Street; you might see Mr。 Horace

Harker。 Tell him for me that I have quite made up my mind; and that it

is certain that a dangerous homicidal lunatic; with Napoleonic

delusions; was in his house last night。 It will be useful for his

article。〃

  Lestrade stared。

  〃You don't seriously believe that?〃

  Holmes smiled。

  〃Don't I? Well; perhaps I don't。 But I am sure that it will interest

Mr。 Horace Harker and the subscribers of the Central Press

Syndicate。 Now; Watson; I think that we shall find that we have a long

and rather complex day's work before us。 I should be glad; Lestrade;

if you could make it convenient to meet us at Baker Street at six

o'clock this evening。 Until then I should like to keep this

photograph; found in the dead man's pocket。 It is possible that I

may have to ask your company and assistance upon a small expedition

which will have be undertaken to…night; if my chain of reasoning

should prove to be correct。 Until then good…bye and good luck!〃

  Sherlock Holmes and I walked together to the High Street; where we

stopped at the shop of Harding Brothers; whence the bust had been

purchased。 A young assistant informed us that Mr。 Harding would be

absent until afternoon; and that he was himself a newcomer; who

could give us no information。 Holmes's face showed his

disappointment and annoyance。

  〃Well; well; we can't expect to have it all our own way; Watson;〃 he

said; at last。 〃We must come back in the afternoon; if Mr。 Harding

will not be here until then。 I am; as you have no doubt surmised;

endeavouring to trace these busts to their source; in order to find if

there is not something peculiar which may account for their remarkable

fate。 Let us make for Mr。 Morse Hudson; of the Kennington Road; and

see if he can throw any light upon the problem。〃

  A drive of an hour brought us to the picture…dealer's establishment。

He was a small; stout man with a red face and a peppery manner。

  〃Yes; sir。 On my very counter; sir;〃 said he。 〃What we pay rates and

taxes for I don't know; when any ruffian can come in and break one's

goods。 Yes; sir; it was I who sold Dr。 Barnicot his two statues。

Disgraceful; sir! A Nihilist plot… that's what I make it。 No one but

an anarchist would go about breaking statues。 Red republicans…

that's what I call 'em。 Who did I get the statues from? I don't see

what that has to do with it。 Well; if you really want to know; I got

them from Gelder & Co。; in Church Street; Stepney。 They are a

well…known house in the trade; and have been this twenty years。 How

many had I? Three… two and one are three… two of Dr。 Barnicot's; and

one smashed in broad daylight on my own counter。 Do I know that

photograph? No; I don't。 Yes; I do; though。 Why; it's Beppo。 He was

a kind of Italian piece…work man; who made himself useful in the shop。

He could carve a bit; and gild and frame; and do odd jobs。 The

fellow left me last week; and I've heard nothing of him since。 No; I

don't know where he came from nor where he went to。 I had nothing

against him while he was here。 He was gone two days before the bust

was smashed。〃

  〃Well; that's all we could reasonably expect from Morse Hudson;〃

said Holmes; as we emerged from the shop。 We have this Beppo as a

common factor; both in Kennington and in Kensington; so that is

worth a ten…mile drive。 Now; Watson; let us make for Gelder & Co。;

of Stepney; the source and origin of the busts。 I shall be surprised

if we don't get some help down there。〃

  In rapid succession we passed through the fringe of fashionable

London; hotel London; theatrical London; literary London; commercial

London; and; finally; maritime London; till we came to a riverside

city of a hundred thousand souls; where the tenement houses swelter

and reek with the outcasts of Europe。 Here; in a broad thorough

fare; once the abode of wealthy City merchants; we found the sculpture

works for which we searched。 Outside was a considerable yard full of

monumental masonry。 Inside was a large room in which fifty workers

were carving or moulding。 The manager; a big blond German; received us

civilly and gave a clear answer to all Holmes's questions。 A reference

to his books showed that hundreds of casts had been taken from a

marble copy of Devine's head of Napoleon; but that the three which had

been sent to Morse Hudson a year or so before had been half of a batch

of six; the other three being sent to Harding Brothers; of Kensington。

There was no reason why those six should be different from any of

the other casts。 He could suggest no possible cause why anyone

should wish to destroy them… in fact; he laughed at the idea。 Their

wholesale price was six shillings; but the retailer would get twelve

or more。 The cast was taken in two moulds from each side of the

face; and then these two profiles of plaster of Paris were joined

together to make the complete bust。 The work was usually done by

Italians; in the room we were in。 When finished; the busts were put on

a table in the passage to dry; and afterwards stored。 That was all

he could tell us。

  But the production of the photograph had a remarkable effect upon

the manager。 His face flushed with anger; and his brows knotted over

his blue Teutonic eyes。

  〃Ah; the rascal!〃 he cried。 〃Yes; indeed; I know him very well。 This

has always been a respectable establishment; and the only time that we

have ever had the police in it was over this very fellow。 It was

more than a year ago now。 He knifed another Italian in the street; and

then he came to the works with the police on his heels; and he was

taken here。 Beppo was his name… his second name I never knew。 Serve me

right for engaging a man with such a face。 But he was a good

workman… one of the best。〃

  〃What did he get?〃

  〃The man lived and he got off with a year。 I have no doubt he is out

now; but he has not dared to show his nose here。 We have a cousin of

his here; and I daresay he could tell you where he is。〃

  〃No; no;〃 cried Holmes; 〃not a word to the cousin… not a word; I beg

of you。 The matter is very important; and the farther I go with it;

the more important it seems to grow。 When you referred in your

ledger to the sale of those casts I observed that the date was June

3rd of last year。 Could you give me the date when Beppo was arrested?〃

  〃I could tell you roughly by the pay…list;〃 the manager answered。

〃Yes;〃 he continued; after some turning over of pages; 〃he was paid

last on May 20th。〃

  〃Thank you;〃 said Holmes。 〃I don't think that I need intrude upon

your time and patience any more。〃 With a last word of caution that

he should say nothing as to our researches; we turned our faces

westward once more。

  The afternoon was far advanced before we were able to snatch a hasty

luncheon at a restaurant。 A news…bill at the entrance announced

〃Kensington Outrage。 Murder by a Madman;〃 and the contents of the

paper showed that Mr。 Horace Harker had got his account into print

after all。 Two columns were occupied with a highly sensational and

flowery rendering of the whole incident。 Holmes propped it against the

cruet…stand and read it while he ate。 Once or twice he chuckled。

  〃This is all right; Watson;〃 said he。 〃Listen to this:



  〃It is satisfactory to know that there can be no difference of

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