Anything Seems Commonplace, Once Explained.

Data!data!data!" He Cried Impatiently. "i Can't Make Bricks Without Clay.

I Followed You.' I Saw No One.' That Is What You May Expect To See When I Follow You.

It Seems To Leave The Darkness Rather Blacker Than Before.

It Is A Mistake To Confound Strangeness With Mystery.

"recognising, As I Do, That You Are The Second Highest Expert In Europe" "indeed, Sir! May I Inquire Who Has The Honour To Be The First?" Asked Holmes, With Some Asperity. "to The Man Of Precised, Scientific Mind The Work Of Monsieur Bertillon Must Always Appeal Strongly." "then Had You Not Better Consult Him?" "i Said, Sir, To The Precisely Scientific Mind. But As A Practical Man Of Affairs It Is Acknowledged That You Stand Alone. I Trust, Sir, That I Have Not Inadvertently--" "just A Little," Said Holmes.