Holmes put out his arm
and a cab stopped for us.
'But before we go, can you
please tell us your name?'
The little man looked at Holmes
and then at me before he answered.
'J-J-John Robinson,' he said.
'No, no,' said Holmes quietly. 'We'd like
to know your real name please,'
The stranger's face changed from white to red.
'Very well. My real name is James Ryder,' he said.
'Well, well, well,' said Holmes. ~ssistant Manager of the
Cosmopolitan Hotel. Now let's get into the cab and go
home. Then I can tell you everything you want to know.'
So we got into the cab and went home. Ryder looked excited
but said nothing. Holmes didn't speak at all in the cab.