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The Reigate Puzzle

The Reigate Puzzle

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The Reigate Puzzle
Arthur Conan Doyle
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t was some
time before the health of myfriend Mr. Sherlock Holmes recovered fromthe strain caused by his immense exertionsin the spring of ’
. The whole question of the Netherland-Sumatra Company and of the colos-sal schemes of Baron Maupertuis are too recent in theminds ofthe public, and aretoointimately concernedwith politics and finance to be fitting subjects for thisseries of sketches. They led, however, in an indirectfashion to a singular and complex problem whichgave my friend an opportunity of demonstrating thevalue of a fresh weapon among the many with whichhe waged his life-long battle against crime.On referring to my notes I see that it was uponthe
th of April that I received a telegram fromLyons which informed me that Holmes was lyingill in the Hotel Dulong. Within twenty-four hoursI was in his sick-room, and was relieved to find thatthere was nothing formidable in his symptoms. Evenhis iron constitution, however, had broken down un-der the strain of an investigation which had extendedover two months, during which period he had neverworked less than fifteen hours a day, and had morethan once, as he assured me, kept to his task forfive days at a stretch. Even the triumphant issueof his labors could not save him from reaction afterso terrible an exertion, and at a time when Europewas ringing with his name and when his room wasliterally ankle-deep with congratulatory telegrams Ifound him a prey to the blackest depression. Eventhe knowledge that he had succeeded where the po-lice of three countries had failed, and that he had out-manoeuvred at every point the most accomplishedswindler in Europe, was insufficient to rouse himfrom his nervous prostration.Three days later we were back in Baker Streettogether; but it was evident that my friend would be much the better for a change, and the thoughtof a week of spring time in the country was fullof attractions to me also. My old friend, ColonelHayter, who had come under my professional carein Afghanistan, had now taken a house near Reigatein Surrey, and had frequently asked me to comedown to him upon a visit. On the last occasion hehad remarked that if my friend would only comewith me he would be glad to extend his hospital-ity to him also. A little diplomacy was needed, but when Holmes understood that the establishmentwas a bachelor one, and that he would be allowedthe fullest freedom, he fell in with my plans and aweek after our return from Lyons we were under theColonel’s roof. Hayter was a fine old soldier who hadseen much of the world, and he soon found, as I hadexpected, that Holmes and he had much in common.On the evening of our arrival we were sittingin the Colonel’s gun-room after dinner, Holmesstretched upon the sofa, while Hayter and I lookedover his little armory of Eastern weapons.“By the way,” said he suddenly, “I think I’ll takeone of these pistols upstairs with me in case we havean alarm.”“An alarm!” said I.“Yes, we’ve had a scare in this part lately. OldActon, who is one of our county magnates, had hishouse broken into last Monday. No great damagedone, but the fellows are still at large.”“No clue?” asked Holmes, cocking his eye at theColonel.“None as yet. But the affair is a pretty one, one of our little country crimes, which must seem too smallfor your attention, Mr. Holmes, after this great inter-national affair.”Holmes waved away the compliment, though hissmile showed that it had pleased him.“Was there any feature of interest?”“I fancy not. The thieves ransacked the libraryand got very little for their pains. The whole placewas turned upside down, drawers burst open, andpresses ransacked, with the result that an odd vol-ume of Pope’s
, two plated candlesticks, anivory letter-weight, a small oak barometer, and a ballof twine are all that have vanished.”“What an extraordinary assortment!” I exclaimed.“Oh, the fellows evidently grabbed hold of every-thing they could get.”Holmes grunted from the sofa.“The county police ought to make something of that,” said he; “why, it is surely obvious that—”But I held up a warning finger.“You are here for a rest, my dear fellow. ForHeaven’s sake don’t get started on a new problemwhen your nerves are all in shreds.”Holmes shrugged his shoulders with a glance of comic resignation towards the Colonel, and the talkdrifted away into less dangerous channels.It was destined, however, that all my professionalcaution should be wasted, for next morning the prob-lem obtruded itself upon us in such a way that it wasimpossible to ignore it, and our country visit took aturn which neither of us could have anticipated. Wewere at breakfast when the Colonel’s butler rushedin with all his propriety shaken out of him.

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