Holmes unfolded the note carefully and spread it on his knee. He took a agnifying glass out of his pocket and examined the paper This paper was made in India: he remarked Have a look at it, watson I took the note and studied it carefully. The paper was thin and old It looks like the plan of a large building said. "But what are these nanyes at the bottom And what is the meaning of The Sign of Fo I don't understand whal this note means. said Holmes. But it mig be important on There were many people outside the theatre. The letter had told us to stand outside the left. We waited. Suddenly a small dark man appeared Are you Miss Morstan and her friends?" he asked Yes, she said You must promise me that these men are not policemen. said the stranger. They are not policemen: replied Miss Morstan. "Then come with me, said the man He led us quickly across the street to another cab and opened the door we w The man closed the door and jumped up onto the driver's seat of the cab. The horse moved off quickly We passed through so many streets that l Ri was very soon lost At last we stopped. We were outside a house in a dark quiet streeL We knocked at the door It was opened immediately by an Indian servant. The Indian was wearing a bright yellow turban on his head. He had white clothes and a yellow bell. It was very strange to see such brightly coloured clothes, in this quiet street in London My master is waiting for you, said the servant As he spoke, we heard a man's voice Bring them in to me, the voice called. "Bring them straight in to me 4 The Death of Major Sholto 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 Indian paintings and ornaments. The carpct was soft and very thick. There were two large tiger-skins on the walls. In the centre of the room stood a strange little man with a bald 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 hearta I am very worried about my heart. u listened to his heart beating'There is nothing wrong with your heari. I told him