I Felt Holmes's Hand Steal Into Mine

There Is No Scent So Pleasant To My Nostrils As That Faint, Subtle Reek Which Comes From An Ancient Book.

It Is Stupidity Rather Than Courage To Refuse To Recognize Danger When It Is Close Upon You.

Let Us Hear The Suspicions. I Will Look After The Proofs.

So Tomorrow We Disappear Into The Unknown. This Account I Am Transmitting Down The River By Canoe, And It May Be Our Last Word To Those Who Are Interested In Our Fate.

Healthy Scepticism Is The Basis Of All Accurate Observation.