Shollo We followed the Indian servant into the house. He stopped in front of an open door. We entered and were astonished. The room in which we were standing was full of Indi paintings and ornaments. The carpet was soft and very thick. There were two large tiger-skins on the walls. In the centrรe of the room stood a strange little man with a head. He was smiling, but he seemed very nervous. "My name is Thaddeus Sholto. You are Miss Morstan, of course. And these two gentlemen "This is Mr Sherlock Holmes and this is Doctor Watson. A doctor!" cried Thaddeus Sholto excitedly. "Oh, please could you listen to my hea am very worried about my heart. I listened to his heart beating "There is nothing wrong with your heart, I told himMiss Mol stan, your father had a very weak heart. his heart had been stronger, he would have been alive toda Miss Morstan sat down and her face turned very white I knew that he was dead, she said. There were fears in her eyes Please tell us why we have been brought here, said Miss Morstan My father, Sholto said, 'was Major Sholto of the Indian Army. He retired from the army about eleven years ago. My brother, Bartholomew, and were his only children, We knew that Captain Morstan and our father had been very good friends in India. My brother and also knew that our father was afraid of something He never w out alone He often spok about a man with a wooden leg who followed him. He seemed very afraid of this man mu One day in 1882, our lather received a letter from India This letter upset him very and became ill. Every day he grew weaker At last, he was dying. He asked to see me brother He said that he wanted to tell us the truth about Captain Morstan death. was Morstan, they found a great treasure.