All right,' I said. 'I can come back after work this
evening. I'm very interested in the answer to this case.'
'Good,' replied Holmes. 'Dinner is at 7 o'clock.'
I got to Baker Street at 6.30 that evening. There was
a tall man already at Sherlock Holmes's front door when
I came down the street. He wore a long winter coat and
had a Scottish hat on his head. When I arrived next to
him the door opened. Mrs Hudson, Holmes's