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1"Now, my dear sir," said Holmes, "is it not obvious to you now that this matter really strikes very much deeper than
2either you or the police were at first inclined to think? It appeared to you to be a simple case; to me it seems
3exceedingly complex. Consider what is involved by your theory. You suppose that your son came down from his bed, went,
4at great risk, to your dressing-room, opened your bureau, took out your coronet, broke off by main force a small portion
5of it, went off to some other place, concealed three gems out of the thirty-nine, with such skill that nobody can find
6them, and then returned with the other thirty-six into the room in which he exposed himself to the greatest danger of
7being discovered. I ask you now, is such a theory tenable?" "But what other is there?" cried the banker with a gesture
8of despair. "If his motives were innocent, why does he not explain them?" "It is our task to find that out," replied
9Holmes; "so now, if you please, Mr. Holder, we will set off for Streatham together, and devote an hour to glancing a
10little more closely into details." My friend insisted upon my accompanying them in their expedition, which I was eager
11enough to do, for my curiosity and sympathy were deeply stirred by the story to which we had listened. I confess that
12the guilt of the banker's son appeared to me to be as obvious as it did to his unhappy father, but still I had such
13faith in Holmes' judgment that I felt that there must be some grounds for hope as long as he was dissatisfied with the
14accepted explanation. He hardly spoke a word the whole way out to the southern suburb, but sat with his chin upon his
15breast and his hat drawn over his eyes, sunk in the deepest thought. Our client appeared to have taken fresh heart at
16the little glimpse of hope which had been presented to him, and he even broke into a desultory chat with me over his
17business affairs. A short railway journey and a shorter walk brought us to Fairbank, the modest residence of the great
18financier. Fairbank was a good-sized square house of white stone, standing back a little from the road. A double
19carriage-sweep, with a snow-clad lawn, stretched down in front to two large iron gates which closed the entrance. On the
20right side was a small wooden thicket, which led into a narrow path between two neat hedges stretching from the road to
21the kitchen door, and forming the tradesmen's entrance. On the left ran a lane which led to the stables, and was not
22itself within the grounds at all, being a public, though little used, thoroughfare. Holmes left us standing at the door
23and walked slowly all round the house, across the front, down the tradesmen's path, and so round by the garden behind
24into the stable lane. So long was he that Mr. Holder and I went into the dining-room and waited by the fire until he
25should return. We were sitting there in silence when the door opened and a young lady came in. She was rather above the
26middle height, slim, with dark hair and eyes, which seemed the darker against the absolute pallor of her skin. I do not
27think that I have ever seen such deadly paleness in a woman's face. Her lips, too, were bloodless, but her eyes were
28flushed with crying. As she swept silently into the room she impressed me with a greater sense of grief than the banker
29had done in the morning, and it was the more striking in her as she was evidently a woman of strong character, with
30immense capacity for self-restraint. Disregarding my presence, she went straight to her uncle and passed her hand over
31his head with a sweet womanly caress. "You have given orders that Arthur should be liberated, have you not, dad?" she
32asked. "No, no, my girl, the matter must be probed to the bottom." "But I am so sure that he is innocent. You know what
33woman's instincts are. I know that he has done no harm and that you will be sorry for having acted so harshly." "Why is
34he silent, then, if he is innocent?" "Who knows? Perhaps because he was so angry that you should suspect him." "How
35could I help suspecting him, when I actually saw him with the coronet in his hand?" "Oh, but he had only picked it up to
36look at it. Oh, do, do take my word for it that he is innocent. Let the matter drop and say no more. It is so dreadful
37to think of our dear Arthur in prison!" "I shall never let it drop until the gems are found--never, Mary! Your affection
38for Arthur blinds you as to the awful consequences to me. Far from hushing the thing up, I have brought a gentleman down
39from London to inquire more deeply into it." "This gentleman?" she asked, facing round to me. "No, his friend. He wished
40us to leave him alone. He is round in the stable lane now." "The stable lane?" She raised her dark eyebrows. "What can
41he hope to find there? Ah! this, I suppose, is he. I trust, sir, that you will succeed in proving, what I feel sure is
42the truth, that my cousin Arthur is innocent of this crime." "I fully share your opinion, and I trust, with you, that we
43may prove it," returned Holmes, going back to the mat to knock the snow from his shoes. "I believe I have the honour of
44addressing Miss Mary Holder. Might I ask you a question or two?" "Pray do, sir, if it may help to clear this horrible
45affair up." "You heard nothing yourself last night?" "Nothing, until my uncle here began to speak loudly. I heard that,
46and I came down." "You shut up the windows and doors the night before. Did you fasten all the windows?" "Yes." "Were
47they all fastened this morning?" "Yes." "You have a maid who has a sweetheart? I think that you remarked to your uncle
48last night that she had been out to see him?" "Yes, and she was the girl who waited in the drawing-room, and who may
49have heard uncle's remarks about the coronet." "I see. You infer that she may have gone out to tell her sweetheart, and
50that the two may have planned the robbery." "But what is the good of all these vague theories," cried the banker
51impatiently, "when I have told you that I saw Arthur with the coronet in his hands?" "Wait a little, Mr. Holder. We must
52come back to that. About this girl, Miss Holder. You saw her return by the kitchen door, I presume?" "Yes; when I went
53to see if the door was fastened for the night I met her slipping in. I saw the man, too, in the gloom." "Do you know
54him?" "Oh, yes! he is the greengrocer who brings our vegetables round. His name is Francis Prosper." "He stood," said
55Holmes, "to the left of the door--that is to say, farther up the path than is necessary to reach the door?" "Yes, he
56did." "And he is a man with a wooden leg?" Something like fear sprang up in the young lady's expressive black eyes.
57"Why, you are like a magician," said she. "How do you know that?" She smiled, but there was no answering smile in
58Holmes' thin, eager face. "I should be very glad now to go upstairs," said he. "I shall probably wish to go over the
59outside of the house again. Perhaps I had better take a look at the lower windows before I go up." He walked swiftly
60round from one to the other, pausing only at the large one which looked from the hall onto the stable lane. This he
61opened and made a very careful examination of the sill with his powerful magnifying lens. "Now we shall go upstairs,"
62said he at last. The banker's dressing-room was a plainly furnished little chamber, with a grey carpet, a large bureau,
63and a long mirror. Holmes went to the bureau first and looked hard at the lock. "Which key was used to open it?" he
64asked. "That which my son himself indicated--that of the cupboard of the lumber-room." "Have you it here?" "That is it
65on the dressing-table." Sherlock Holmes took it up and opened the bureau.
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