"The main thing with people of that sort," said Holmes, as we sat in the sheets of the wherry, "is never to let them think that their information can be of the slightest importance to you.If you do, they will instantly shut up like an oyster.If you listen to them under protest, as it were, you are very likely to get what you want.""Our course now seems pretty clear," said I."What would you do, then?""I would engage a launch and go down the river on the track of the Aurora.""My dear fellow, it would be a colossal task.She may have touched at any wharf on either side of the stream between here and Greenwich.Below the bridge there is a perfect labyrinth of landing-places for miles.It would take yo days and days to exhaust them, if you set about it alone.""Employ the police, then."
"No.I shall probably call Athelney Jones in at the last moment.He is not a bad fellow, and I should not like to do anything which would injure him professionally.But I have a fancy for working it out myself, now that we have gone so far.""Could we advertise, then, asking for information from wharfingers?" "Worse and worse!Our men would know that the chase was hot attheir heels, and they would be off out of the country.As it is, they are likely enough to leave, but as long as they think they are perfectly safe they will be in no hurry.Jones's energy will be of use to us there, for his view of the case is sure to push itself into the daily press, and the runaways will think that every one is off on the wrong scent.""What are we to do, then?" I asked, as we landed near Millbank Penitentiary.
"Take this hansom, drive home, have some breakfast, and get an hour's sleep.It is quite on the cards that we may be afoot to- night again.Stop at a telegraph-office, cabby! We will keep Toby, for he may be of use to us yet."We pulled up at the Great Peter Street post-office, and Holmesdespatched his wire."Whom do you think that is to?" he asked, as we resumed our journey.
"I am sure I don't know."
"You remember the Baker Street division of the detective police force whom I employed in the Jefferson Hope case?""Well," said I, laughing.
"This is just the case where they might be invaluable.If they fail, I have other resources; but I shall try them first.That wire was to my dirty little lieutenant, Wiggins, and I expect that he and his gang will be with us before we have finished our breakfast."It was between eight and nine o'clock now, and I was conscious of a strong reaction after the successive excitements of the night.I was limp and weary, befogged in mind and fatigued in body.I had not the professional enthusiasm which carried my companion on, nor could I look at the matter as a mere abstract intellectual problem.As far as the death of Bartholomew Sholto went, I had heard little good of him, and could feel no intense antipathy to his murderers.The treasure, however, was a different matter.That, or part of it, belonged rightfully to Miss Morstan.While there was a chance of recovering it I was ready to devote my life to the one object.True, if I found it it would probably put her forever beyond my reach.Yet it would be a petty and selfish love which would be influenced by such a thought as that.If Holmes could work to find the criminals, I had a tenfold stronger reason to urge me on to find the treasure.
A bath at Baker Street and a complete change freshened me up wonderfully.When I came down to our room I found the breakfast laid and Homes pouring out the coffee.
"Here it is," said he, laughing, and pointing to an open newspaper."The energetic Jones and the ubiquitous reporter have fixed it up between them.But you have had enough of the case.Better have your ham and eggs first."I took the paper from him and read the short notice, which was headed "Mysterious Business at Upper Norwood.""Abouttwelveo'clocklastnight,"saidtheStandard,"Mr.
