freedom which it gives. I sent John, the coachman, to watch you,
ran upstairs, got into my walking clothes, as I call them, and came
down just as you departed.
Well, I followed you to your door, and so made sure that I was
really an object of interest to the celebrated Mr. Sherlock Holmes.
Then I, rather imprudently, wished you good-night, and started for
the Temple to see my husband.
We both thought the best resource was flight, when pursued by so
formidable an antagonist; so you will find the nest empty when you
call to-morrow. As to the photograph, your client may rest in
peace. I love and am loved by a better man than he. The King may do
what he will without hindrance from one whom he has cruelly
wronged. I keep it only to safeguard myself, and to preserve a
weapon which will always secure me from any steps which he might
take in the future. I leave a photograph which he might care to
possess; and I remain, dear Mr. Sherlock Holmes,
Very truly yours,
IRENE NORTON, _nee_ ADLER.
What a woman oh, what a woman! cried the King of Bohemia, when we had
all three read this epistle. Did I not tell you how quick and resolute
she was? Would she not have made an admirable queen? Is it not a pity
that she was not on my level?
From what I have seen of the lady, she seems, indeed, to be on a very
different level to your Majesty, said Holmes coldly. I am sorry that
I have not been able to bring your Majesty s business to a more
successful conclusion.
On the contrary, my dear sir, cried the King; nothing could be more
successful. I know that her word is inviolate. The photograph is now as
safe as if it were in the fire.
I am glad to hear your Majesty say so.
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