The Blue Car Buncle Page 4
Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle
The evidence against him was so strong that the case has been referred to the Assizes. I have some
account of the matter here, I believe." He rummaged amid his newspapers, glancing over the dates, until at
last he smoothed one out, doubled it over, and read the following paragraph: "Hotel Cosmopolitan Jewel
Robbery. John Horner, 26, plumber, was brought up upon the charge of having upon the 22nd inst.,
abstracted from the jewel-case of the Countess of Morcar the valuable gem known as the blue carbuncle.
James Ryder, upper-attendant at the hotel, gave his evidence to the effect that he had shown Horner up to
the dressing-room of the Countess of Morcar upon the day of the robbery in order that he might solder the
second bar of the grate, which was loose. He had remained with Horner some little time, but had finally
been called away. On returning, he found that Horner had disappeared, that the bureau had been forced
open, and that the small morocco casket in which, as it afterwards transpired, the Countess was
accustomed to keep her jewel, was lying empty upon the dressing-table. Ryder instantly gave the alarm,
and Horner was arrested the same evening; but the stone could not be found either upon his person or in
his rooms. Catherine Cusack, maid to the Countess, deposed to having heard Ryder's cry of dismay on
discovering the robbery, and to having rushed into the room, where she found matters as described by the
last witness. Inspector Bradstreet, B division, gave evidence as to the arrest of Horner, who struggled
frantically, and protested his innocence in the strongest terms. Evidence of a previous conviction for
robbery having been given against the prisoner, the magistrate refused to deal summarily with the offence,
but referred it to the Assizes. Horner, who had shown signs of intense emotion during the proceedings,
fainted away at the conclusion and was carried out of court."
"Hum! So much for the police-court," said Holmes thoughtfully, tossing aside the paper. "The question for
us now to solve is the sequence of events leading from a rifled jewel-case at one end to the crop of a goose
in Tottenham Court Road at the other. You see, Watson, our little deductions have suddenly assumed a
much more important and less innocent aspect. Here is the stone; the stone came from the goose, and the
goose came from Mr. Henry Baker, the gentleman with the bad hat and all the other characteristics with
which I have bored you. So now we must set ourselves very seriously to finding this gentleman and
ascertaining what part he has played in this little mystery. To do this, we must try the simplest means first,
and these lie undoubtedly in an advertisement in all the evening papers. If this fail, I shall have recourse to
other methods." "What will you say?" "Give me a pencil and that slip of paper. Now, then: 'Found at the
corner of Goodge Street, a goose and a black felt hat. Mr. Henry Baker can have the same by applying at
6:30 this evening at 221B, Baker Street.' That is clear and concise."
"Very. But will he see it?" "Well, he is sure to keep an eye on the papers, since, to a poor man, the loss was a
heavy one. He was clearly so scared by his mischance in breaking the window and by the approach of
Peterson that he thought of nothing but flight, but since then he must have bitterly regretted the impulse
which caused him to drop his bird. Then, again, the introduction of his name will cause him to see it, for
everyone who knows him will direct his attention to it. Here you are, Peterson, run down to the advertising
agency and have this put in the evening papers." "In which, sir?" "Oh, in the Globe, Star, Pall Mall, St.
James's, Evening News, Standard, Echo, and any others that occur to you." "Very well, sir. And this stone?"
"Ah, yes, I shall keep the stone. Thank you. And, I say, Peterson, just buy a goose on your way back and
leave it here with me, for we must have one to give to this gentleman in place of the one which your family
is now devouring." When the commissionaire had gone, Holmes took up the stone and held it against the
light.