I could not find my stick, and he said, `Never mind, my
boy; I shall see a good deal of you now, I hope, and I will keep
your stick until you come back to claim it.' I left him there,
the safe open, and the papers made up in packets upon the table.
It was so late that I could not get back to Blackheath, so I
spent the night at the Anerley Arms, and I knew nothing more
until I read of this horrible affair in the morning."
"Anything more that you would like to ask, Mr. Holmes?"
said Lestrade, whose eyebrows had gone up once or twice
during this remarkable explanation.
"Not until I have been to Blackheath."
"You mean to Norwood," said Lestrade.
"Oh, yes; no doubt that is what I must have meant," said Holmes,
with his enigmatical smile. Lestrade had learned by more
experiences than he would care to acknowledge that that
razor-like brain could cut through that which was impenetrable
to him. I saw him look curiously at my companion.
"I think I should like to have a word with you presently,
Mr. Sherlock Holmes," said he. "Now, Mr. McFarlane, two of
my constables are at the door and there is a four-wheeler
waiting.
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