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48 A STUDY IN SCARLET. dene by a German. The A, if you noticed, was printed somewhat after the German fashion. Now a real Ger. man invariably prints in the Latin character, so that we may safely say that this was not written by one, but by a clumsy imitator, who overdid his part. It was simply a ruse, to divert inquiry into a wrong channel. I’m not going to tell you much more of the case, doctor. You know a conjurer gets no credit when once he has ex. plained his trick, and if I show you too much of my method of working, you will come to the conclusion that I am a very ordinary individual after all.” “T shall never do that,” I answered; “you hava brought detection as near an exact science as it ever will be brought in this world.” My companion flushed up with pleasure at my wordg and the earnest way in which I uttered them. I had already observed that he was as sensitive to flattery on the score of his art as any girl could be of her beauty. “Tl tell you one other thing,” he said. “ Patent. leathers and Square-toes came in the same cab, and they walked down the pathway together as friendly as possible—arm in arm, in all probability. When they got inside they walked up and down the room—or, rather, Patent-leathers stood still, while Square-toe walked up and down. I could read all that in the dust; and I could read that, as he walked, he grew more and more excited, ‘That 1s shown by the increased length of his strides. He was talking all the while, and work. ing himself up, no doubt, intoa fury. Then the tragedy eccurred. I’ve told you all I know myself, now, for tle rest is mere surmise and conjecture. We have a Gomicbooks.¢