Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle
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"It is easy to see that your experience has been no common one, Mr. Hatherley," said he. "Pray, lie down
there and make yourself absolutely at home. Tell us what you can, but stop when you are tired and
keep up your strength with a little stimulant." "Thank you," said my patient. "but I have felt another man
since the doctor bandaged me, and I think that your breakfast has completed the cure. I shall take up as
little of your valuable time as possible, so I shall start at once upon my peculiar experiences." Holmes
sat in his big armchair with the weary, heavy-lidded expression which veiled his keen and eager nature,
while I sat opposite to him, and we listened in silence to the strange story which our visitor detailed to
us. "You must know," said he, "that I am an orphan and a bachelor, residing alone in lodgings in
London. By profession I am a hydraulic engineer, and I have had considerable experience of my work
during the seven years that I was apprenticed to Venner & Matheson, the well-known firm, of
Greenwich. Two years ago, having served my time, and having also come into a fair sum of money
through my poor father's death, I determined to start in business for myself and took professional
chambers in Victoria Street.
"I suppose that everyone finds his first independent start in business a dreary experience. To me it has
been exceptionally so. During two years I have had three consultations and one small job, and that is
absolutely all that my profession has brought me. My gross takings amount to 27 pounds 10s. Every
day, from nine in the morning until four in the afternoon, I waited in my little den, until at last my heart
began to sink, and I came to believe that I should never have any practice at all. "Yesterday, however,
just as I was thinking of leaving the office, my clerk entered to say there was a gentleman waiting who
wished to see me upon business. He brought up a card, too, with the name of 'Colonel Lysander Stark'
engraved upon it. Close at his heels came the colonel himself, a man rather over the middle size, but of
an exceeding thinness. I do not think that I have ever seen so thin a man. His whole face sharpened
away into nose and chin, and the skin of his cheeks was drawn quite tense over his outstanding bones.
Yet this emaciation seemed to be his natural habit, and due to no disease, for his eye was bright, his
step brisk, and his bearing assured. He was plainly but neatly dressed, and his age, I should judge,
would be nearer forty than thirty. "'Mr. Hatherley?' said he, with something of a German accent. 'You
have been recommended to me, Mr. Hatherley, as being a man who is not only proficient in his
profession but is also discreet and capable of preserving a secret.' "I bowed, feeling as flattered as any
young man would at such an address. 'May I ask who it was who gave me so good a character?' "'Well,
perhaps it is better that I should not tell you that just at this moment. I have it from the same source
that you are both an orphan and a bachelor and are residing alone in London.'
"'That is quite correct,' I answered; 'but you will excuse me if I say that I cannot see how all this bears
upon my professional qualifications. I understand that it was on a professional matter that you wished
to speak to me?' "'Undoubtedly so. But you will find that all I say is really to the point. I have a
professional commission for you, but absolute secrecy is quite essential--absolute secrecy, you
understand, and of course we may expect that more from a man who is alone than from one who lives
in the bosom of his family.' "'If I promise to keep a secret,' said I, 'you may absolutely depend upon my
doing so.' "He looked very hard at me as I spoke, and it seemed to me that I had never seen so
suspicious and questioning an eye. "'Do you promise, then?' said he at last. "'Yes, I promise.' "'Absolute
and complete silence before, during, and after? No reference to the matter at all, either in word or
writing?' "'I have already given you my word.' "'Very good.' He suddenly sprang up, and darting like
lightning across the room he flung open the door.