Then he would indicate how the matter might
be treated. Finally, when he read in the reports of the failure
of this agent, he would step in himself with a master touch. You
heard me warn this man at Birlstone Manor House that the coming
danger was greater than the past. Was I right?"
Barker beat his head with his clenched fist in his impotent
anger. "Do not tell me that we have to sit down under this? Do
you say that no one can ever get level with this king devil?"
"No, I don't say that," said Holmes, and his eyes seemed to be
looking far into the future. "I don't say that he can't be beat.
But you must give me time--you must give me time!"
We all sat in silence for some minutes while those fateful eyes
still strained to pierce the veil.
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