第66章 The Adventure of the Six Napoleons(4)(1 / 3)

I should be glad, Lestrade, if you could make it convenient to meet us at Baker Street at six o'clock this evening.Until then I should like to keep this photograph found in the dead man's pocket.It is possible that I may have to ask your company and assistance upon a small expedition which will have be undertaken to-night, if my chain of reasoning should prove to be correct.

Until then, good-bye and good luck!"

Sherlock Holmes and I walked together to the High Street, where he stopped at the shop of Harding Brothers, whence the bust had been purchased.A young assistant informed us that Mr.Harding would be absent until after noon, and that he was himself a newcomer who could give us no information.Holmes's face showed his disappointment and annoyance.

"Well, well, we can't expect to have it all our own way, Watson," he said, at last."We must come back in the afternoon if Mr.Harding will not be here until then.I am, as you have no doubt surmised, endeavouring to trace these busts to their source, in order to find if there is not something peculiar which may account for their remarkable fate.Let us make for Mr.Morse Hudson, of the Kennington Road, and see if he can throw any light upon the problem."A drive of an hour brought us to the picture-dealer's establishment.He was a small, stout man with a red face and a peppery manner.

"Yes, sir.On my very counter, sir," said he."What we pay rates and taxes for I don't know, when any ruffian can come in and break one's goods.Yes, sir, it was I who sold Dr.Barnicot his two statues.Disgraceful, sir! A Nihilist plot, that's what I make it.No one but an Anarchist would go about breaking statues.Red republicans, that's what I call 'em.Who did Iget the statues from? I don't see what that has to do with it.

Well, if you really want to know, I got them from Gelder and Co., in Church Street, Stepney.They are a well-known house in the trade, and have been this twenty years.How many had I?

Three -- two and one are three -- two of Dr.Barnicot's and one smashed in broad daylight on my own counter.Do I know that photograph? No, I don't.Yes, I do, though.Why, it's Beppo.