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''What is this, Mr Holmes?''

he asked.

''I had your note and I have come.''

But what is this man to do with the matter?

This is my old friend and associate Dr. Watson who is helping us in this affair.

The stranger held out a huge sunburned hand with a few words of apology.

I hope I didn't harm you.

When you accused me of hurting her I lost my grip of myself.

Indeed, I'm not responsible in these days.

My nerves are like live wires, but this situation is beyond me.

What I want to know in the first place, Mr. Holmes, is how in the world you came to hear of my existence at all.

I am in touch with Miss Dobney, Lady Frances's governess.

Old Susan Dobney with the mob cap, I remember her well.

she remembers you it was in the days before before you found it better to go to south africa ah i see you know my whole story i need hide nothing from you i swear to you mr holmes that there never was in this world a man who loved a woman with a more wholehearted love than i had for francis i was a wild youngster i know not worse than others of my class

But her mind was pure as snow.

She could not bear a shadow of coarseness.

So when she came to hear of things that I had done, she would have no more to say to me.

And yet she loved me, that is the wonder of it, loved me well enough to remain single all her sainted days just for my sake alone.

When the years had passed and I had made my money at Barberton, I thought perhaps I could seek her out and soften her.

I had heard that she was still unmarried.