Sherlock Holmes - 2nd extract from chapter 3 of A Study in Scarlet
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a short passage bear, planked and dusty led to the kitchen and offices. Two doors opened out of it to the left and to the right. One of these had obviously been closed for many weeks. The other I belong to the dining room, which was the apartment in which the mysterious affair had occurred. Holmes walked in, and I followed him with that subdued feeling at my heart, which the presence of death inspires. It was a large square room, looking all the larger from the absence of all furniture. A vulgar, flaring paper adorned the walls, but it was blotched in places with mildew. And here, and they're great. Strips have become detached and hung down, exposing the yellow plaster beneath. Opposite the door was a showy fireplace surmounted by a mantle piece of imitation white marble. On one corner of this was stuck the stump of a rant wax candle. The solitary window was so dirty that the light was hazy and uncertain, giving a dull grey tinge to everything which was intensified by the thick layer of dust which coated the whole apartment. All these details I observed afterwards at present my attention was centred upon the single grim, motionless figure, which lay stretched upon the boards with vacant sightless eyes staring up at the discoloured ceiling. It was that of a man about 43 or 44 years of age. Middle sized, broad shouldered, with crisp curling black hair and a short stubbly beard, He was dressed in a heavy broadcloth frog coat and waistcoat with light coloured trousers and immaculate collar and cuffs. A top hat while brushed and trim was placed upon the floor beside him. His hands were clenched and his arms thrown abroad while his lower limbs were interlocked, as though his death struggle had bean a grievous one on his rigid face. That's that, an expression of horror and is, it seemed to me of hatred such as I have never seen upon human features. This malignant and terrible contortion combined with the low forehead, blunt nose and Prague Natha store give the dead man a singularly Simeus and ape like appearance, which was increased by his writhing, unnatural posture. I have seen death in many forms, but never has it appeared to me in a more fearsome aspect than in that dark, grimy apartment which looked out upon one of the main arteries of suburban London. Let's trod, lean and ferret like, as ever was standing by the doorway and greeted my companion and myself. This case will make a stir, sir, you remarked. It beats anything I have seen and I am no chicken. There is no clue, said Gregson. Nana Till John Den List Rod Sherlock Holmes approached the body and kneeling down, examined it intently. You are sure that that is no wound? He asked, pointing to numerous counts and splashes of blood, which lay all round. Positive. Positive crowd. Both detectives. And of course, this blood belongs to a second individual. Presumably the murder murder has been committed. It reminds me of the circumstances attended on the death of Van Johnson in you directing the year 34. Do you remember the case? Correct, sir. Nurse, read it up. You really should. There is nothing new under the sun. It is all being done before, as he spoke, it's nimble. Fingers were flying here, there and everywhere, feeling pressing on, buttoning, examining all his eyes will the same faraway expression which I have already remarked upon so swiftly was the examination made that one would hardly have guessed the minute nous with which it was conducted. Finally, he sniffed the dead man's lips and then glance to the soles of his patent leather boots. He's not being moved it all, he asked. No more than was necessary. For the purposes of our examination, you can take him to the mortuary now, he said. There is nothing more to be learned. Gregson had a stretcher and four men at hand that his call. They entered the room on. The stranger was lifted and carried out. As they raised him, a ring tinkle down and rolled across the floor. What's tried, grabbed it up and stared at it with mystified eyes. There's being a woman here, he cried. It's a woman's wedding ring. He held it out as he spoke upon the palm of his hand. We all gathered round him and ***. Is that it? There could be no doubt that that circle it of plain gold had once adorned the finger of a bride. This complicates matters, said correct. Heaven knows they were complicated enough before you're sure it doesn't simplify them, observed homes. That's nothing to be learned by staring at it. What did you find in his pocket? We have it all here, said Gregson, pointing to a litter of objects upon one of the bottom steps of the stairs. A gold watch number 97163 by Broad of London Gold Albert Chain. Very heavy insulted gold ring with a sonic device gold pin. Bulldogs head with rube is his eyes. Russian leather card case with cards of inner J. Driver of Cleveland corresponding with the E. J. Dionne upon the linen. No purse but loose money to the extent of £7. 13 pocket edition of the catch EOS **** Cameron with the name of Joseph Stan Gerson upon the fly leaf. Two letters, one addressed to E J JJ Rebekah and 12 Joseph Stenersen. At what address? American Exchange Strand to be left until called for. They are both from the Green Steamship Company and referred to the sailing of their boats from Liverpool. It is clear that this unfortunate man was about to return to New York. Have you made any inquires? As to this month's Tennison? I did it once a correction. I have had advertisements sent to all the newspapers and one of My men has gone to the American exchange, but he has not returned yet. Have you sent to Cleveland? Well, telegraphed this morning. How did you word your enquiries? We simply detailed the circumstances and said that we should be glad of any information which could help us. You did not ask for particulars on any point which appeared to you to be crucial.