It was at that moment
I found myself a prisoner in your hands."
"Is that all?" asked Hopkins.
"Yes, that is all." His eyes shifted as he said it.
"You have nothing else to tell us?"
He hesitated.
"No; there is nothing."
"You have not been here before last night?"
"No."
"Then how do you account for THAT?" cried Hopkins, as he held up
the damning note-book, with the initials of our prisoner on the
first leaf and the blood-stain on the cover.
The wretched man collapsed. He sank his face in his hands and
trembled all over.
"Where did you get it?" he groaned. "I did not know.
I thought I had lost it at the hotel."
"That is enough," said Hopkins, sternly. "Whatever else you
have to say you must say in court. You will walk down with me
now to the police-station. Well, Mr. Holmes, I am very much
obliged to you and to your friend for coming down to help me.
As it turns out your presence was unnecessary, and I would have
brought the case to this successful issue without you; but none
the less I am very grateful. Rooms have been reserved for you
at the Brambletye Hotel, so we can all walk down to the village
together.
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