But you have hopes?
I have hopes.
Then, come. I am all impatience to be gone.
We must have a cab.
No, my brougham is waiting.
Then that will simplify matters. We descended and started off once
more for Briony Lodge.
Irene Adler is married, remarked Holmes.
Married! When?
Yesterday.
But to whom?
To an English lawyer named Norton.
But she could not love him.
I am in hopes that she does.
And why in hopes?
Because it would spare your Majesty all fear of future annoyance. If
the lady loves her husband, she does not love your Majesty. If she does
not love your Majesty, there is no reason why she should interfere with
your Majesty s plan.
It is true. And yet ! Well! I wish she had been of my own station!
What a queen she would have made! He relapsed into a moody silence,
which was not broken until we drew up in Serpentine Avenue.
The door of Briony Lodge was open, and an elderly woman stood upon the
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