INITIALIZATION Knowledgebase: ki-dev Base Query: can you list the specifications of ibanez guitars? Model: gemini-1.5-pro-preview-0409 Use Curl?: None ================================================== QUESTIONING Clarity Score: 10 Give follow-up?: False Follow-up query: ================================================== ROUTING Query type: list ================================================== RAG PARAMETERS Max Context To Include: 100 Lowest Score to Consider: 0.1 ================================================== VECTOR SEARCH ALGORITHM TO USE Use MMR search?: True Use Similarity search?: False ================================================== PRIMER Primer: You are a highly intelligent personal assistant. Your role is to act as an expert at summarization and analysis. In your responses to enterprise users, prioritize clarity, trustworthiness, and appropriate formality. 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Your writing style must be standard. ================================================== FINAL QUERY Final Query: CONTEXT: ########## File: kios_routes_list.txt.txt Page: 1 Context: zebra name my zebra's name is stripey boi #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 3 Context: The Valley Of Fearby #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 4 Context: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 5 Context: CONTENTSPART 1—The Tragedy of BirlstoneChapter 1 The Warning2 Sherlock Holmes Discourses3 The Tragedy of Birlstone4 Darkness5 The People Of the Drama6 A Dawning Light7 The SolutionPART 2—The Scowrers1 The Man2 The Bodymaster3 Lodge 341, Vermissa4 The Valley of Fear5 The Darkest Hour6 Danger7 The Trapping of Birdy Edwards Epilogue #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 7 Context: eyes of thelaw—and there lie the glory and the wonder of it! The greatest schemer of alltime, the organizer of every deviltry, the controlling brain of the underworld, abrain which might have made or marred the destiny of nations—that's the man!But so aloof is he from general suspicion, so immune from criticism, soadmirable in his management and self-effacement, that for those very words thatyou have uttered he could hale you to a court and emerge with your year'spension as a solatium for his wounded character. Is he not the celebrated authorof The Dynamics of an Asteroid, a book which ascends to such rarefied heightsof pure mathematics that it is said that there was no man in the scientific presscapable of criticizing it? Is this a man to traduce? Foul-mouthed doctor andslandered professor—such would be your respective roles! That's genius,Watson. But if I am spared by lesser men, our day will surely come.""May I be there to see!" I exclaimed devoutly. "But you were speaking of thism #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 8 Context: is instance'?""Because there are many ciphers which I would read as easily as I do theapocrypha of the agony column: such crude devices amuse the intelligencewithout fatiguing it. But this is different. It is clearly a reference to the words ina page of some book. Until I am told which page and which book I ampowerless.""But why 'Douglas' and 'Birlstone'?""Clearly because those are words which were not contained in the page inquestion.""Then why has he not indicated the book?" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 10 Context: pushed away his untasted breakfast and lit theunsavoury pipe which was the companion of his deepest meditations. "Iwonder!" said he, leaning back and staring at the ceiling. "Perhaps there arepoints which have escaped your Machiavellian intellect. Let us consider theproblem in the light of pure reason. This man's reference is to a book. That is ourpoint of departure.""A somewhat vague one.""Let us see then if we can narrow it down. As I focus my mind upon it, itseems rather less impenetrable. What indications have we as to this book?""None.""Well, well, it is surely not quite so bad as that. The cipher message beginswith a large 534, does it not? We may take it as a working hypothesis that 534 isthe particular page to which the cipher refers. So our book has already become alarge book which is surely something gained. What other indications have we as #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 12 Context: standardized. He knows for certain that his page 534 will exactly agree with mypage 534.""But very few books would correspond with that.""Exactly. Therein lies our salvation. Our search is narrowed down tostandardized books which anyone may be supposed to possess.""Bradshaw!""There are difficulties, Watson. The vocabulary of Bradshaw is nervous andterse, but limited. The selection of words would hardly lend itself to the sendingof general messages. We will eliminate Bradshaw. The dictionary is, I fear,inadmissible for the same reason. What then is left?""An almanac!""Excellent, Watson! I am very much mistaken if you have not touched thespot. An almanac! Let us consider the claims of Whitaker's Almanac. It is incommon use. It has the requisite number of pages. It is in double column.Though reserved in its earlier vocabulary, it becomes, if I remember right, quitegarrulous towards the end." He picked the volume from his desk. "Here is page534, column two, a substantial block of print dea #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 12 Context: l block of print dealing, I perceive, with the tradeand resources of British India. Jot down the words, Watson! Number thirteen is'Mahratta.' Not, I fear, a very auspicious beginning. Number one hundred andtwenty-seven is 'Government'; which at least makes sense, though somewhatirrelevant to ourselves and Professor Moriarty. Now let us try again. What doesthe Mahratta government do? Alas! the next word is 'pig's-bristles.' We areundone, my good Watson! It is finished!"He had spoken in jesting vein, but the twitching of his bushy eyebrowsbespoke his disappointment and irritation. I sat helpless and unhappy, staringinto the fire. A long silence was broken by a sudden exclamation from Holmes,who dashed at a cupboard, from which he emerged with a second yellow-covered volume in his hand."We pay the price, Watson, for being too up-to-date!" he cried. "We arebefore our time, and suffer the usual penalties. Being the seventh of January, wehave very properly laid in the new almanac. It is more #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 13 Context: ed to him. His tall, bony figure gavepromise of exceptional physical strength, while his great cranium and deep-set,lustrous eyes spoke no less clearly of the keen intelligence which twinkled outfrom behind his bushy eyebrows. He was a silent, precise man with a dour natureand a hard Aberdonian accent.Twice already in his career had Holmes helped him to attain success, his own #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 13 Context: letter of explanation been written. Now let us see what page 534 has in store forus. Number thirteen is 'There,' which is much more promising. Number onehundred and twenty-seven is 'is'—'There is'"—Holmes's eyes were gleamingwith excitement, and his thin, nervous fingers twitched as he counted the words—"'danger.' Ha! Ha! Capital! Put that down, Watson. 'There is danger—may—come—very—soon—one.' Then we have the name 'Douglas'— 'rich—country—now—at—Birlstone—House—Birlstone—confidence—is— pressing.' There,Watson! What do you think of pure reason and its fruit? If the greengrocer hadsuch a thing as a laurel wreath, I should send Billy round for it."I was staring at the strange message which I had scrawled, as he decipheredit, upon a sheet of foolscap on my knee."What a queer, scrambling way of expressing his meaning!" said I."On the contrary, he has done quite remarkably well," said Holmes. "Whenyou search a single column for words with which to express your meaning, youcan hardly expect #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 16 Context: usiness to see him. I had a chat with him on eclipses. How the talk got that wayI canna think; but he had out a reflector lantern and a globe, and made it all clearin a minute. He lent me a book; but I don't mind saying that it was a bit abovemy head, though I had a good Aberdeen upbringing. He'd have made a grandmeenister with his thin face and gray hair and solemn-like way of talking. When #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 17 Context: st who flourished between the years1750 and 1800. I allude, of course to his working career. Modern criticism hasmore than indorsed the high opinion formed of him by his contemporaries."The inspector's eyes grew abstracted. "Hadn't we better—" he said."We are doing so," Holmes interrupted. "All that I am saying has a very directand vital bearing upon what you have called the Birlstone Mystery. In fact, itmay in a sense be called the very centre of it." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 17 Context: he put his hand on my shoulder as we were parting, it was like a father's blessingbefore you go out into the cold, cruel world."Holmes chuckled and rubbed his hands. "Great!" he said. "Great! Tell me,Friend MacDonald, this pleasing and touching interview was, I suppose, in theprofessor's study?""That's so.""A fine room, is it not?""Very fine—very handsome indeed, Mr. Holmes.""You sat in front of his writing desk?""Just so.""Sun in your eyes and his face in the shadow?""Well, it was evening; but I mind that the lamp was turned on my face.""It would be. Did you happen to observe a picture over the professor's head?""I don't miss much, Mr. Holmes. Maybe I learned that from you. Yes, I sawthe picture—a young woman with her head on her hands, peeping at yousideways.""That painting was by Jean Baptiste Greuze."The inspector endeavoured to look interested."Jean Baptiste Greuze," Holmes continued, joining his finger tips and leaningwell back in his chair, "was a French artist who flourished be #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 18 Context: ed. He was always warmed by genuine admiration—thecharacteristic of the real artist. "What about Birlstone?" he asked."We've time yet," said the inspector, glancing at his watch. "I've a cab at thedoor, and it won't take us twenty minutes to Victoria. But about this picture: Ithought you told me once, Mr. Holmes, that you had never met ProfessorMoriarty.""No, I never have.""Then how do you know about his rooms?""Ah, that's another matter. I have been three times in his rooms, twice waitingfor him under different pretexts and leaving before he came. Once—well, I canhardly tell about the once to an official detective. It was on the last occasion thatI took the liberty of running over his papers—with the most unexpected results." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 19 Context: read of Jonathan Wild?""Well, the name has a familiar sound. Someone in a novel, was he not? I don'ttake much stock of detectives in novels—chaps that do things and never let yousee how they do them. That's just inspiration: not business.""Jonathan Wild wasn't a detective, and he wasn't in a novel. He was a mastercriminal, and he lived last century—1750 or thereabouts.""Then he's no use to me. I'm a practical man.""Mr. Mac, the most practical thing that you ever did in your life would be toshut yourself up for three months and read twelve hours a day at the annals ofcrime. Everything comes in circles—even Professor Moriarty. Jonathan Wildwas the hidden force of the London criminals, to whom he sold his brains andhis organization on a fifteen per cent commission. The old wheel turns, and the #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 20 Context: some conception as to the motives of the crime. It is, as I #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 20 Context: rent banks. Does that makeany impression on your mind?""Queer, certainly! But what do you gather from it?""That he wanted no gossip about his wealth. No single man should knowwhat he had. I have no doubt that he has twenty banking accounts; the bulk ofhis fortune abroad in the Deutsche Bank or the Credit Lyonnais as likely as not.Sometime when you have a year or two to spare I commend to you the study ofProfessor Moriarty."Inspector MacDonald had grown steadily more impressed as the conversationproceeded. He had lost himself in his interest. Now his practical Scotchintelligence brought him back with a snap to the matter in hand."He can keep, anyhow," said he. "You've got us side-tracked with yourinteresting anecdotes, Mr. Holmes. What really counts is your remark that thereis some connection between the professor and the crime. That you get from thewarning received through the man Porlock. Can we for our present practicalneeds get any further than that?""We may form some conception as #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 20 Context: same spoke comes up. It's all been done before, and will be again. I'll tell youone or two things about Moriarty which may interest you.""You'll interest me, right enough.""I happen to know who is the first link in his chain—a chain with thisNapoleon-gone-wrong at one end, and a hundred broken fighting men,pickpockets, blackmailers, and card sharpers at the other, with every sort ofcrime in between. His chief of staff is Colonel Sebastian Moran, as aloof andguarded and inaccessible to the law as himself. What do you think he pays him?""I'd like to hear.""Six thousand a year. That's paying for brains, you see—the Americanbusiness principle. I learned that detail quite by chance. It's more than the PrimeMinister gets. That gives you an idea of Moriarty's gains and of the scale onwhich he works. Another point: I made it my business to hunt down some ofMoriarty's checks lately—just common innocent checks that he pays hishousehold bills with. They were drawn on six different banks. Does tha #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 21 Context: ast there was a fitting object for those remarkable powers which, like allspecial gifts, become irksome to their owner when they are not in use. That razorbrain blunted and rusted with inaction. #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 21 Context: gather from your original remarks, an inexplicable, or at least an unexplained,murder. Now, presuming that the source of the crime is as we suspect it to be,there might be two different motives. In the first place, I may tell you thatMoriarty rules with a rod of iron over his people. His discipline is tremendous.There is only one punishment in his code. It is death. Now we might supposethat this murdered man—this Douglas whose approaching fate was known byone of the arch-criminal's subordinates—had in some way betrayed the chief.His punishment followed, and would be known to all—if only to put the fear ofdeath into them.""Well, that is one suggestion, Mr. Holmes.""The other is that it has been engineered by Moriarty in the ordinary courseof business. Was there any robbery?""I have not heard.""If so, it would, of course, be against the first hypothesis and in favour of thesecond. Moriarty may have been engaged to engineer it on a promise of partspoils, or he may have been paid so much d #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 22 Context: one which presented some very perplexing and extraordinaryfeatures. That's absolutely all we have at present, Mr. Holmes." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 22 Context: Sherlock Holmes's eyes glistened, his pale cheeks took a warmer hue, and hiswhole eager face shone with an inward light when the call for work reached him.Leaning forward in the cab, he listened intently to MacDonald's short sketch ofthe problem which awaited us in Sussex. The inspector was himself dependent,as he explained to us, upon a scribbled account forwarded to him by the milktrain in the early hours of the morning. White Mason, the local officer, was apersonal friend, and hence MacDonald had been notified much more promptlythan is usual at Scotland Yard when provincials need their assistance. It is a verycold scent upon which the Metropolitan expert is generally asked to run."DEAR INSPECTOR MACDONALD [said the letter which he read to us]:"Official requisition for your services is in separate envelope. This is for your privateeye. Wire me what train in the morning you can get for Birlstone, and I will meet it—or have it met if I am too occupied. This case is a snorter. Don't was #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 23 Context: m the woods around. These woods are locally supposed to be the extremefringe of the great Weald forest, which thins away until it reaches the northernchalk downs. A number of small shops have come into being to meet the wantsof the increased population; so there seems some prospect that Birlstone maysoon grow from an ancient village into a modern town. It is the centre for aconsiderable area of country, since Tunbridge Wells, the nearest place ofimportance, is ten or twelve miles to the eastward, over the borders of Kent.About half a mile from the town, standing in an old park famous for its hugebeech trees, is the ancient Manor House of Birlstone. Part of this venerablebuilding dates back to the time of the first crusade, when Hugo de Capus built afortalice in the centre of the estate, which had been granted to him by the RedKing. This was destroyed by fire in 1543, and some of its smoke-blackenedcorner stones were used when, in Jacobean times, a brick country house roseupon the ruins #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 24 Context: popularity among the villagers, subscribinghandsomely to all local objects, and attending their smoking concerts and otherfunctions, where, having a remarkably rich tenor voice, he was always ready tooblige with an excellent song. He appeared to have plenty of money, which wassaid to have been gained in the California gold fields, and it was clear from hisown talk and that of his wife that he had spent a part of his life in America.The good impression which had been produced by his generosity and by hisdemocratic manners was increased by a reputation gained for utter indifference #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 30 Context: glasses. "I never sawanything like it. The man has been branded at some time as they brand cattle.What is the meaning of this?""I don't profess to know the meaning of it," said Cecil Barker; "but I haveseen the mark on Douglas many times this last ten years." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 30 Context: scratching his puzzled head in his perplexity. "It will want the best brains in theforce to get to the bottom of this thing. It will be a London job before it isfinished." He raised the hand lamp and walked slowly round the room. "Hullo!"he cried, excitedly, drawing the window curtain to one side. "What o'clock werethose curtains drawn?""When the lamps were lit," said the butler. "It would be shortly after four.""Someone had been hiding here, sure enough." He held down the light, andthe marks of muddy boots were very visible in the corner. "I'm bound to say thisbears out your theory, Mr. Barker. It looks as if the man got into the house afterfour when the curtains were drawn and before six when the bridge was raised.He slipped into this room, because it was the first that he saw. There was noother place where he could hide, so he popped in behind this curtain. That allseems clear enough. It is likely that his main idea was to burgle the house; butMr. Douglas chanced to come upon him, s #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 33 Context: ogether so that, if you pulled on the hinderone, both barrels were discharged. Whoever fixed that up had made up his mindthat he was going to take no chances of missing his man. The sawed gun was notmore than two foot long—one could carry it easily under one's coat. There wasno complete maker's name; but the printed letters P-E-N were on the flutingbetween the barrels, and the rest of the name had been cut off by the saw.""A big P with a flourish above it, E and N smaller?" asked Holmes."Exactly.""Pennsylvania Small Arms Company—well-known American firm," saidHolmes.White Mason gazed at my friend as the little village practitioner looks at theHarley Street specialist who by a word can solve the difficulties that perplexhim."That is very helpful, Mr. Holmes. No doubt you are right. Wonderful!Wonderful! Do you carry the names of all the gun makers in the world in yourmemory?" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 33 Context: four this morning. My word! I made the old mare go! But I need not have beenin such a hurry, as it turned out; for there was nothing immediate that I could do.Sergeant Wilson had all the facts. I checked them and considered them andmaybe added a few of my own.""What were they?" asked Holmes eagerly."Well, I first had the hammer examined. There was Dr. Wood there to helpme. We found no signs of violence upon it. I was hoping that if Mr. Douglasdefended himself with the hammer, he might have left his mark upon themurderer before he dropped it on the mat. But there was no stain.""That, of course, proves nothing at all," remarked Inspector MacDonald."There has been many a hammer murder and no trace on the hammer.""Quite so. It doesn't prove it wasn't used. But there might have been stains,and that would have helped us. As a matter of fact there were none. Then Iexamined the gun. They were buckshot cartridges, and, as Sergeant Wilsonpointed out, the triggers were wired together so that, if #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 36 Context: time, Mr. White Mason, I claim the right to work in my own way and give myresults at my own time—complete rather than in stages.""I am sure we are honoured by your presence and to show you all we know,"said White Mason cordially. "Come along, Dr. Watson, and when the time comeswe'll all hope for a place in your book."We walked down the quaint village street with a row of pollarded elms oneach side of it. Just beyond were two ancient stone pillars, weather-stained andlichen-blotched bearing upon their summits a shapeless something which hadonce been the rampant lion of Capus of Birlstone. A short walk along thewinding drive with such sward and oaks around it as one only sees in ruralEngland, then a sudden turn, and the long, low Jacobean house of dingy, liver-coloured brick lay before us, with an old-fashioned garden of cut yews on eachside of it. As we approached it, there was the wooden drawbridge and thebeautiful broad moat as still and luminous as quicksilver in the cold, wintersuns #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 37 Context: "Exactly. Why should he? Is the water always turbid?""Generally about this colour. The stream brings down the clay.""How deep is it?""About two feet at each side and three in the middle.""So we can put aside all idea of the man having been drowned in crossing.""No, a child could not be drowned in it."We walked across the drawbridge, and were admitted by a quaint, gnarled,dried-up person, who was the butler, Ames. The poor old fellow was white andquivering from the shock. The village sergeant, a tall, formal, melancholy man,still held his vigil in the room of Fate. The doctor had departed."Anything fresh, Sergeant Wilson?" asked White Mason."No, sir.""Then you can go home. You've had enough. We can send for you if we wantyou. The butler had better wait outside. Tell him to warn Mr. Cecil Barker, Mrs.Douglas, and the housekeeper that we may want a word with them presently.Now, gentlemen, perhaps you will allow me to give you the views I have formedfirst, and then you will be able to arri #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 37 Context: will be able to arrive at your own."He impressed me, this country specialist. He had a solid grip of fact and acool, clear, common-sense brain, which should take him some way in hisprofession. Holmes listened to him intently, with no sign of that impatiencewhich the official exponent too often produced. #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 40 Context: forehead wrinkled with speculation."I should like a few more facts before I get so far as a theory, Mr. Mac," saidhe, kneeling down beside the body. "Dear me! these injuries are really appalling.Can we have the butler in for a moment? . . . Ames, I understand that you haveoften seen this very unusual mark—a branded triangle inside a circle—upon Mr.Douglas's forearm?""Frequently, sir.""You never heard any speculation as to what it meant?""No, sir.""It must have caused great pain when it was inflicted. It is undoubtedly aburn. Now, I observe, Ames, that there is a small piece of plaster at the angle ofMr. Douglas's jaw. Did you observe that in life?""Yes, sir, he cut himself in shaving yesterday morning.""Did you ever know him to cut himself in shaving before?""Not for a very long time, sir.""Suggestive!" said Holmes. "It may, of course, be a mere coincidence, or itmay point to some nervousness which would indicate that he had reason toapprehend danger. Had you noticed anything unusual i #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 40 Context: d anything unusual in his conduct, yesterday,Ames?""It struck me that he was a little restless and excited, sir.""Ha! The attack may not have been entirely unexpected. We do seem to makea little progress, do we not? Perhaps you would rather do the questioning, Mr.Mac?""No, Mr. Holmes, it's in better hands than mine.""Well, then, we will pass to this card—V. V. 341. It is rough cardboard. Haveyou any of the sort in the house?" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 42 Context: ad been drawn out from a clump of evergreens in which it hadbeen concealed. It was a well used Rudge-Whitworth, splashed as from aconsiderable journey. There was a saddlebag with spanner and oilcan, but noclue as to the owner."It would be a grand help to the police," said the inspector, "if these thingswere numbered and registered. But we must be thankful for what we've got. Ifwe can't find where he went to, at least we are likely to get where he came from.But what in the name of all that is wonderful made the fellow leave it behind?And how in the world has he got away without it? We don't seem to get a gleamof light in the case, Mr. Holmes.""Don't we?" my friend answered thoughtfully. "I wonder!" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 42 Context: corner, one would say it was a more shapely sole. However, they are certainlyvery indistinct. What's this under the side table?""Mr. Douglas's dumb-bells," said Ames."Dumb-bell—there's only one. Where's the other?""I don't know, Mr. Holmes. There may have been only one. I have not noticedthem for months.""One dumb-bell—" Holmes said seriously; but his remarks were interruptedby a sharp knock at the door.A tall, sunburned, capable-looking, clean-shaved man looked in at us. I hadno difficulty in guessing that it was the Cecil Barker of whom I had heard. Hismasterful eyes travelled quickly with a questioning glance from face to face."Sorry to interrupt your consultation," said he, "but you should hear the latestnews.""An arrest?""No such luck. But they've found his bicycle. The fellow left his bicyclebehind him. Come and have a look. It is within a hundred yards of the hall door."We found three or four grooms and idlers standing in the drive inspecting abicycle which had been drawn out fr #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 45 Context: to offend it. He could only suppose thatthe legend upon the placard had some reference to this secret society."How long were you with Douglas in California?" asked InspectorMacDonald."Five years altogether.""He was a bachelor, you say?" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 48 Context: noman ever had a more loving, faithful wife—and I can say also no friend could bemore loyal than I!" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 48 Context: Barker looked sternly at the detective. "I have seen a good deal of him since,"he answered. "If I have seen her, it is because you cannot visit a man withoutknowing his wife. If you imagine there is any connection—""I imagine nothing, Mr. Barker. I am bound to make every inquiry which canbear upon the case. But I mean no offense.""Some inquiries are offensive," Barker answered angrily."It's only the facts that we want. It is in your interest and everyone's interestthat they should be cleared up. Did Mr. Douglas entirely approve your friendshipwith his wife?"Barker grew paler, and his great, strong hands were clasped convulsivelytogether. "You have no right to ask such questions!" he cried. "What has this todo with the matter you are investigating?""I must repeat the question.""Well, I refuse to answer.""You can refuse to answer; but you must be aware that your refusal is in itselfan answer, for you would not refuse if you had not something to conceal."Barker stood for a moment with his #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 49 Context: re was one small point," remarked Sherlock Holmes. "When you enteredthe room there was only a candle lighted on the table, was there not?""Yes, that was so.""By its light you saw that some terrible incident had occurred?""Exactly.""You at once rang for help?""Yes.""And it arrived very speedily?""Within a minute or so." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 50 Context: ho has endured a great shock; but her manner was composed, andthe finely moulded hand which she rested upon the edge of the table was assteady as my own. Her sad, appealing eyes travelled from one to the other of uswith a curiously inquisitive expression. That questioning gaze transformed itselfsuddenly into abrupt speech."Have you found anything out yet?" she asked.Was it my imagination that there was an undertone of fear rather than of hopein the question?"We have taken every possible step, Mrs. Douglas," said the inspector. "Youmay rest assured that nothing will be neglected.""Spare no money," she said in a dead, even tone. "It is my desire that everypossible effort should be made.""Perhaps you can tell us something which may throw some light upon thematter." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 54 Context: ne of his quick feline pounces, he placed the slipper upon theblood mark on the sill. It exactly corresponded. He smiled in silence at hiscolleagues.The inspector was transfigured with excitement. His native accent rattled likea stick upon railings."Man," he cried, "there's not a doubt of it! Barker has just marked thewindow himself. It's a good deal broader than any bootmark. I mind that yousaid it was a splay-foot, and here's the explanation. But what's the game, Mr. #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 58 Context: ud than as one who makes a consideredstatement."A lie, Watson—a great, big, thumping, obtrusive, uncompromising lie—that's what meets us on the threshold! There is our starting point. The wholestory told by Barker is a lie. But Barker's story is corroborated by Mrs. Douglas.Therefore she is lying also. They are both lying, and in a conspiracy. So now wehave the clear problem. Why are they lying, and what is the truth which they aretrying so hard to conceal? Let us try, Watson, you and I, if we can get behind thelie and reconstruct the truth."How do I know that they are lying? Because it is a clumsy fabrication whichsimply could not be true. Consider! According to the story given to us, theassassin had less than a minute after the murder had been committed to take thatring, which was under another ring, from the dead man's finger, to replace theother ring—a thing which he would surely never have done—and to put thatsingular card beside his victim. I say that this was obviously impossibl #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 58 Context: case hangs upon the missing dumb-bell? Well, well, you need not be downcast;for between ourselves I don't think that either Inspector Mac or the excellentlocal practitioner has grasped the overwhelming importance of this incident. Onedumb-bell, Watson! Consider an athlete with one dumb-bell! Picture to yourselfthe unilateral development, the imminent danger of a spinal curvature. Shocking,Watson, shocking!"He sat with his mouth full of toast and his eyes sparkling with mischief,watching my intellectual entanglement. The mere sight of his excellent appetitewas an assurance of success, for I had very clear recollections of days and nightswithout a thought of food, when his baffled mind had chafed before someproblem while his thin, eager features became more attenuated with theasceticism of complete mental concentration. Finally he lit his pipe, and sittingin the inglenook of the old village inn he talked slowly and at random about hiscase, rather as one who thinks aloud than as one who m #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 64 Context: e have it so far as they couldgive it. They don't seem to have taken any very particular stock of him; but stillthe porter, the clerk, and the chambermaid are all agreed that this about coversthe points. He was a man about five foot nine in height, fifty or so years of age,his hair slightly grizzled, a grayish moustache, a curved nose, and a face whichall of them described as fierce and forbidding.""Well, bar the expression, that might almost be a description of Douglashimself," said Holmes. "He is just over fifty, with grizzled hair and moustache,and about the same height. Did you get anything else?""He was dressed in a heavy gray suit with a reefer jacket, and he wore a shortyellow overcoat and a soft cap.""What about the shotgun?""It is less than two feet long. It could very well have fitted into his valise. Hecould have carried it inside his overcoat without difficulty.""And how do you consider that all this bears upon the general case?""Well, Mr. Holmes," said MacDonald, "when we #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 65 Context: may be sure that I had his description on the wires within five minutes of hearingit—we shall be better able to judge. But, even as it stands, we have surely gone along way. We know that an American calling himself Hargrave came toTunbridge Wells two days ago with bicycle and valise. In the latter was a sawed-off shotgun; so he came with the deliberate purpose of crime. Yesterday morninghe set off for this place on his bicycle, with his gun concealed in his overcoat.No one saw him arrive, so far as we can learn; but he need not pass through thevillage to reach the park gates, and there are many cyclists upon the road.Presumably he at once concealed his cycle among the laurels where it wasfound, and possibly lurked there himself, with his eye on the house, waiting forMr. Douglas to come out. The shotgun is a strange weapon to use inside a house;but he had intended to use it outside, and there it has very obvious advantages, asit would be impossible to miss with it, and the sound of shot #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 68 Context: e Manor House.""Well, what happened?""Ah, I can only give you a very general answer to that for the moment. By theway, I have been reading a short but clear and interesting account of the oldbuilding, purchasable at the modest sum of one penny from the localtobacconist."Here Holmes drew a small tract, embellished with a rude engraving of theancient Manor House, from his waistcoat pocket."It immensely adds to the zest of an investigation, my dear Mr. Mac, whenone is in conscious sympathy with the historical atmosphere of one'ssurroundings. Don't look so impatient; for I assure you that even so bald anaccount as this raises some sort of picture of the past in one's mind. Permit me togive you a sample. 'Erected in the fifth year of the reign of James I, and standingupon the site of a much older building, the Manor House of Birlstone presentsone of the finest surviving examples of the moated Jacobean residence—'""You are making fools of us, Mr. Holmes!" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 70 Context: ew to him. "Well, if it is good enough for the inspector, it isgood enough for me," he said at last."Capital!" said Holmes. "Well, then, I should recommend a nice, cheerycountry walk for both of you. They tell me that the views from Birlstone Ridgeover the Weald are very remarkable. No doubt lunch could be got at somesuitable hostelry; though my ignorance of the country prevents me fromrecommending one. In the evening, tired but happy—""Man, this is getting past a joke!" cried MacDonald, rising angrily from hischair."Well, well, spend the day as you like," said Holmes, patting him cheerfullyupon the shoulder. "Do what you like and go where you will, but meet me here #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 73 Context: tin the fatal study. Everything else was dark and still."How long is this to last?" asked the inspector finally. "And what is it we arewatching for?" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 73 Context: taccusation, the brutal tap upon the shoulder—what can one make of such adenouement? But the quick inference, the subtle trap, the clever forecast ofcoming events, the triumphant vindication of bold theories—are these not thepride and the justification of our life's work? At the present moment you thrillwith the glamour of the situation and the anticipation of the hunt. Where wouldbe that thrill if I had been as definite as a timetable? I only ask a little patience,Mr. Mac, and all will be clear to you.""Well, I hope the pride and justification and the rest of it will come before weall get our death of cold," said the London detective with comic resignation.We all had good reason to join in the aspiration; for our vigil was a long andbitter one. Slowly the shadows darkened over the long, sombre face of the oldhouse. A cold, damp reek from the moat chilled us to the bones and set our teethchattering. There was a single lamp over the gateway and a steady globe of lightin the fatal study. #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 74 Context: the writingtable."This is what we are after, Mr. Barker—this bundle, weighted with a dumb-bell, which you have just raised from the bottom of the moat." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 74 Context: "I have no more notion than you how long it is to last," Holmes answeredwith some asperity. "If criminals would always schedule their movements likerailway trains, it would certainly be more convenient for all of us. As to what itis we—Well, that's what we are watching for!"As he spoke the bright, yellow light in the study was obscured by somebodypassing to and fro before it. The laurels among which we lay were immediatelyopposite the window and not more than a hundred feet from it. Presently it wasthrown open with a whining of hinges, and we could dimly see the dark outlineof a man's head and shoulders looking out into the gloom. For some minutes hepeered forth in furtive, stealthy fashion, as one who wishes to be assured that heis unobserved. Then he leaned forward, and in the intense silence we were awareof the soft lapping of agitated water. He seemed to be stirring up the moat withsomething which he held in his hand. Then suddenly he hauled something in as afisherman lands a fish— #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 75 Context: is the inner pocket prolonged into the lining in such fashion asto give ample space for the truncated fowling piece. The tailor's tab is on theneck—'Neal, Outfitter, Vermissa, U. S. A.' I have spent an instructive afternoonin the rector's library, and have enlarged my knowledge by adding the fact that #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 77 Context: uglas. "May I smoke as I talk? Well, thank you,Mr. Holmes. You're a smoker yourself, if I remember right, and you'll guess whatit is to be sitting for two days with tobacco in your pocket and afraid that thesmell will give you away." He leaned against the mantelpiece and sucked at thecigar which Holmes had handed him. "I've heard of you, Mr. Holmes. I never #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 77 Context: ray eyes, a strong, short-clipped, grizzled moustache, a square, projecting chin, and a humorous mouth.He took a good look at us all, and then to my amazement he advanced to me andhanded me a bundle of paper."I've heard of you," said he in a voice which was not quite English and notquite American, but was altogether mellow and pleasing. "You are the historianof this bunch. Well, Dr. Watson, you've never had such a story as that passthrough your hands before, and I'll lay my last dollar on that. Tell it your ownway; but there are the facts, and you can't miss the public so long as you havethose. I've been cooped up two days, and I've spent the daylight hours—as muchdaylight as I could get in that rat trap—in putting the thing into words. You'rewelcome to them—you and your public. There's the story of the Valley of Fear.""That's the past, Mr. Douglas," said Sherlock Holmes quietly. "What wedesire now is to hear your story of the present.""You'll have it, sir," said Douglas. "May I smoke #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 78 Context: d also I sawmy chance to throw these hounds once for all off my track. Mind you, from firstto last I have done nothing to be ashamed of, and nothing that I would not doagain; but you'll judge that for yourselves when I tell you my story. Never mindwarning me, Inspector: I'm ready to stand pat upon the truth."I'm not going to begin at the beginning. That's all there," he indicated mybundle of papers, "and a mighty queer yarn you'll find it. It all comes down to #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 80 Context: is suit of clothes, andin a quarter of an hour Barker and I had put my dressing gown on him and he layas you found him. We tied all his things into a bundle, and I weighted them withthe only weight I could find and put them through the window. The card he hadmeant to lay upon my body was lying beside his own."My rings were put on his finger; but when it came to the wedding ring," he #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 83 Context: PART 2 #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 85 Context: ngIrishman might conceivably leave his mark for good or evil upon any society towhich he was introduced.Having made one or two tentative remarks to the nearest miner, and receivingonly short, gruff replies, the traveller resigned himself to uncongenial silence,staring moodily out of the window at the fading landscape.It was not a cheering prospect. Through the growing gloom there pulsed thered glow of the furnaces on the sides of the hills. Great heaps of slag and dumpsof cinders loomed up on each side, with the high shafts of the collieries toweringabove them. Huddled groups of mean, wooden houses, the windows of whichwere beginning to outline themselves in light, were scattered here and therealong the line, and the frequent halting places were crowded with their swarthyinhabitants.The iron and coal valleys of the Vermissa district were no resorts for theleisured or the cultured. Everywhere there were stern signs of the crudest battleof life, the rude work to be done, and the rude, st #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 85 Context: Several women of the labouring class and one or two travellers who mighthave been small local storekeepers made up the rest of the company, with theexception of one young man in a corner by himself. It is with this man that weare concerned. Take a good look at him, for he is worth it.He is a fresh-complexioned, middle-sized young man, not far, one wouldguess, from his thirtieth year. He has large, shrewd, humorous gray eyes whichtwinkle inquiringly from time to time as he looks round through his spectacles atthe people about him. It is easy to see that he is of a sociable and possibly simpledisposition, anxious to be friendly to all men. Anyone could pick him at once asgregarious in his habits and communicative in his nature, with a quick wit and aready smile. And yet the man who studied him more closely might discern acertain firmness of jaw and grim tightness about the lips which would warn himthat there were depths beyond, and that this pleasant, brown-haired youngIrishman might con #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 85 Context: ne, and the rude, strong workers who did it.The young traveller gazed out into this dismal country with a face of mingledrepulsion and interest, which showed that the scene was new to him. At intervalshe drew from his pocket a bulky letter to which he referred, and on the marginsof which he scribbled some notes. Once from the back of his waist he producedsomething which one would hardly have expected to find in the possession of somild-mannered a man. It was a navy revolver of the largest size. As he turned it #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 86 Context: slantwise to the light, the glint upon the rims of the copper shells within thedrum showed that it was fully loaded. He quickly restored it to his secret pocket,but not before it had been observed by a working man who had seated himselfupon the adjoining bench."Hullo, mate!" said he. "You seem heeled and ready."The young man smiled with an air of embarrassment."Yes," said he, "we need them sometimes in the place I come from.""And where may that be?""I'm last from Chicago.""A stranger in these parts?""Yes.""You may find you need it here," said the workman."Ah! is that so?" The young man seemed interested."Have you heard nothing of doings hereabouts?""Nothing out of the way.""Why, I thought the country was full of it. You'll hear quick enough. Whatmade you come here?""I heard there was always work for a willing man.""Are you a member of the union?""Sure.""Then you'll get your job, I guess. Have you any friends?""Not yet; but I have the means of making them.""How's that, then?" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 90 Context: am a stranger in theseparts?" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 96 Context: ve it? Vat about Milman and VanShorst, and the Nicholson family, and old Mr. Hyam, and little Billy James, andthe others? Prove it! Is there a man or a voman in this valley vat does not knowit?""See here!" said McMurdo earnestly. "I want you to take back what you'vesaid, or else make it good. One or the other you must do before I quit this room. #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 101 Context: quartersin the morning." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 102 Context: into paying public blackmail, and holding his tongue lest some worsething befall him.Thus it was that, year by year, Boss McGinty's diamond pins became moreobtrusive, his gold chains more weighty across a more gorgeous vest, and hissaloon stretched farther and farther, until it threatened to absorb one whole sideof the Market Square.McMurdo pushed open the swinging door of the saloon and made his wayamid the crowd of men within, through an atmosphere blurred with tobaccosmoke and heavy with the smell of spirits. The place was brilliantly lighted, andthe huge, heavily gilt mirrors upon every wall reflected and multiplied the garishillumination. There were several bartenders in their shirt sleeves, hard at workmixing drinks for the loungers who fringed the broad, brass-trimmed counter.At the far end, with his body resting upon the bar and a cigar stuck at anacute angle from the corner of his mouth, stood a tall, strong, heavily built manwho could be none other than the famous McGinty hi #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 104 Context: ked-looking revolver."See here, my joker," said he, "if I thought you were playing any game on us,it would be short work for you.""This is a strange welcome," McMurdo answered with some dignity, "for theBodymaster of a lodge of Freemen to give to a stranger brother.""Ay, but it's just that same that you have to prove," said McGinty, "and Godhelp you if you fail! Where were you made?""Lodge 29, Chicago.""When?""June 24, 1872.""What Bodymaster?" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 105 Context: from aninner pocket. #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 114 Context: companyconsisted of young fellows from eighteen to twenty-five, the ready and capableagents who carried out the commands of their seniors. Among the older menwere many whose features showed the tigerish, lawless souls within; but lookingat the rank and file it was difficult to believe that these eager and open-facedyoung fellows were in very truth a dangerous gang of murderers, whose mindshad suffered such complete moral perversion that they took a horrible pride intheir proficiency at the business, and looked with deepest respect at the man whohad the reputation of making what they called "a clean job." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 117 Context: t arm, which still smarted heavily. There on the flesh of theforearm was a circle with a triangle within it, deep and red, as the branding ironhad left it. One or two of his neighbours pulled up their sleeves and showed theirown lodge marks."We've all had it," said one; "but not all as brave as you over it.""Tut! It was nothing," said he; but it burned and ached all the same.When the drinks which followed the ceremony of initiation had all beendisposed of, the business of the lodge proceeded. McMurdo, accustomed only tothe prosaic performances of Chicago, listened with open ears and more surprisethan he ventured to show to what followed. #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 118 Context: t, youwon't be wrong. And you, Wilson.""I've no pistol," said the volunteer, a mere boy in his teens."It's your first, is it not? Well, you have to be blooded some time. It will be agreat start for you. As to the pistol, you'll find it waiting for you, or I'mmistaken. If you report yourselves on Monday, it will be time enough. You'll geta great welcome when you return.""Any reward this time?" asked Cormac, a thick-set, dark-faced, brutal-looking young man, whose ferocity had earned him the nickname of "Tiger.""Never mind the reward. You just do it for the honour of the thing. Maybewhen it is done there will be a few odd dollars at the bottom of the box.""What has the man done?" asked young Wilson."Sure, it's not for the likes of you to ask what the man has done. He has beenjudged over there. That's no business of ours. All we have to do is to carry it out #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 120 Context: k who has bought the property of this man that we have driven out of thedistrict?" #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 121 Context: ose with gloom upon his brow. #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 121 Context: "Yes, Brother Morris. It has been bought by the State & Merton CountyRailroad Company.""And who bought the mines of Todman and of Lee that came into the marketin the same way last year?""The same company, Brother Morris.""And who bought the ironworks of Manson and of Shuman and of Van Deherand of Atwood, which have all been given up of late?""They were all bought by the West Gilmerton General Mining Company.""I don't see, Brother Morris," said the chairman, "that it matters to us whobuys them, since they can't carry them out of the district.""With all respect to you, Eminent Bodymaster, I think it may matter verymuch to us. This process has been going on now for ten long years. We aregradually driving all the small men out of trade. What is the result? We find intheir places great companies like the Railroad or the General Iron, who havetheir directors in New York or Philadelphia, and care nothing for our threats. Wecan take it out of their local bosses, but it only means that others w #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 122 Context: and if he had failed to gain the good will of the lodge before, itcould no longer have been withheld after he had thrilled them with "I'm Sittingon the Stile, Mary," and "On the Banks of Allan Water."In his very first night the new recruit had made himself one of the mostpopular of the brethren, marked already for advancement and high office. Therewere other qualities needed, however, besides those of good fellowship, to makea worthy Freeman, and of these he was given an example before the evening wasover. The whisky bottle had passed round many times, and the men were flushedand ripe for mischief when their Bodymaster rose once more to address them."Boys," said he, "there's one man in this town that wants trimming up, and it'sfor you to see that he gets it. I'm speaking of James Stanger of the Herald.You've seen how he's been opening his mouth against us again?"There was a murmur of assent, with many a muttered oath. McGinty took aslip of paper from his waistcoat pocket."LAW AND ORDER #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 124 Context: g betweenthe brightly lit windows. From within came the clanking of the printing press."Here, you," said Baldwin to McMurdo, "you can stand below at the door andsee that the road is kept open for us. Arthur Willaby can stay with you. Youothers come with me. Have no fears, boys; for we have a dozen witnesses that #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 132 Context: "Sure. Couldn't I earn ten times as much in my own bedroom with four hours'work?""That's so. But I wouldn't get about too much with Morris.""Why not?""Well, I guess because I tell you not. That's enough for most folk in theseparts.""It may be enough for most folk; but it ain't enough for me, Councillor," saidMcMurdo boldly. "If you are a judge of men, you'll know that."The swarthy giant glared at him, and his hairy paw closed for an instantround the glass as though he would hurl it at the head of his companion. Then helaughed in his loud, boisterous, insincere fashion."You're a queer card, for sure," said he. "Well, if you want reasons, I'll givethem. Did Morris say nothing to you against the lodge?""No.""Nor against me?""No.""Well, that's because he daren't trust you. But in his heart he is not a loyalbrother. We know that well. So we watch him and we wait for the time toadmonish him. I'm thinking that the time is drawing near. There's no room forscabby sheep in our pen. But if you ke #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 136 Context: instruments enough already; but he recognized that this was asupremely able one. He felt like a man holding a fierce bloodhound in leash.There were curs to do the smaller work; but some day he would slip this creatureupon its prey. A few members of the lodge, Ted Baldwin among them, resentedthe rapid rise of the stranger and hated him for it; but they kept clear of him, forhe was as ready to fight as to laugh.But if he gained favour with his fellows, there was another quarter, one whichhad become even more vital to him, in which he lost it. Ettie Shafter's fatherwould have nothing more to do with him, nor would he allow him to enter thehouse. Ettie herself was too deeply in love to give him up altogether, and yet herown good sense warned her of what would come from a marriage with a manwho was regarded as a criminal.One morning after a sleepless night she determined to see him, possibly for #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 140 Context: with his soft felt hat and ragged, grizzled beard gave him a generalresemblance to an itinerant preacher. His companion Andrews was little morethan a boy, frank-faced and cheerful, with the breezy manner of one who is outfor a holiday and means to enjoy every minute of it. Both men were totalabstainers, and behaved in all ways as exemplary members of the society, withthe one simple exception that they were assassins who had often provedthemselves to be most capable instruments for this association of murder. Lawlerhad already carried out fourteen commissions of the kind, and Andrews three. #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 144 Context: ain. He had screamed for mercy. The screamswere repeated for the amusement of the lodge."Let's hear again how he squealed," they cried.None of them knew the man; but there is eternal drama in a killing, and theyhad shown the Scowrers of Gilmerton that the Vermissa men were to be reliedupon. #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 150 Context: s, is operating. Thething has got to be stopped right now."Now read the postscript." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 153 Context: Bodymaster, the cruel, unfriendly featuresof Baldwin, the vulture face of Harraway, the secretary, and a dozen more who #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 154 Context: nd discussed, than that a blowshould fall upon us without warning which would destroy us all. I haveinformation that the most powerful and richest organizations in this state havebound themselves together for our destruction, and that at this very momentthere is a Pinkerton detective, one Birdy Edwards, at work in the valleycollecting the evidence which may put a rope round the necks of many of us, andsend every man in this room into a felon's cell. That is the situation for thediscussion of which I have made a claim of urgency."There was a dead silence in the room. It was broken by the chairman."What is your evidence for this, Brother McMurdo?" he asked."It is in this letter which has come into my hands," said McMurdo. He readthe passage aloud. "It is a matter of honour with me that I can give no furtherparticulars about the letter, nor put it into your hands; but I assure you that thereis nothing else in it which can affect the interests of the lodge. I put the casebefore you as it h #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 154 Context: sebefore you as it has reached me." #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 161 Context: not been reddened a dozen times before. Theywere as hardened to human murder as a butcher to sheep.Foremost, of course, both in appearance and in guilt, was the formidableBoss. Harraway, the secretary, was a lean, bitter man with a long, scraggy neckand nervous, jerky limbs, a man of incorruptible fidelity where the finances of #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 162 Context: the order were concerned, and with no notion of justice or honesty to anyonebeyond. The treasurer, Carter, was a middle-aged man, with an impassive, rathersulky expression, and a yellow parchment skin. He was a capable organizer, andthe actual details of nearly every outrage had sprung from his plotting brain. Thetwo Willabys were men of action, tall, lithe young fellows with determinedfaces, while their companion, Tiger Cormac, a heavy, dark youth, was fearedeven by his own comrades for the ferocity of his disposition. These were themen who assembled that night under the roof of McMurdo for the killing of thePinkerton detective.Their host had placed whisky upon the table, and they had hastened to primethemselves for the work before them. Baldwin and Cormac were already half-drunk, and the liquor had brought out all their ferocity. Cormac placed his handson the stove for an instant—it had been lighted, for the nights were still cold."That will do," said he, with an oath."Ay," said Bald #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 163 Context: ded bear and plunged forthe half-opened door. A levelled revolver met him there with the stern blue eyes #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 166 Context: worthy mate, and lived for five years as a Sussex county gentleman, a lifewhich ended with the strange happenings of which we have heard.Epilogue #################### File: The-Valley-of-Fear.pdf Page: 169 Context: "Do you tell me that we have to sit down under this? Do you say that no onecan ever get level with this king-devil?""No, I don't say that," said Holmes, and his eyes seemed to be looking farinto the future. "I don't say that he can't be beat. 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My father, his face lined with sorrow, stood by as I shouted my demands to be laid within the tomb, frequently admonishing my captors to treat me as gently as they could. A blackened circle on the floor of the ruined cellar told of a violent stroke from the heavens; and from this spot a group of curious villagers with lanterns were prying a small box of antique workmanship, which the thunderbolt had brought to light. Ceasing my futile and now objectless writhing, I watched the spectators as they viewed the treasure-trove, and was permitted to share in their discoveries. The box, whose fastenings were broken by the stroke which had unearthed it, contained many papers and objects of value, but I had eyes for one thing alone. It was the porcelain miniature of a young man in a smartly curled bag-wig, and bore the initials 'J. H.' The face was such that as I gazed, I might well have been studying my mirror. On the following day I was brought to this room with the barred windows, but I have been kept informed of certain things through an aged and simple-minded servitor, for whom I bore a fondness in infancy, and who, like me, loves the churchyard. What I have dared relate of my experiences within the vault has brought me only pitying smiles. My father, who visits me frequently, declares that at no time did I pass the chained portal, and swears that the rusted padlock had not been touched for fifty years when he examined it. He even says that all the village knew of my journeys to the tomb, and that I was often watched as I slept in the bower outside the grim facade, my half-open eyes fixed on the crevice that leads to the interior. Against these assertions I have no tangible proof to offer, since my key to the padlock was lost in the struggle on that night of horrors. The strange things of the past which I have learned during those nocturnal meetings with the dead he dismisses as the fruits of my lifelong and omnivorous browsing amongst the ancient volumes of the family library. Had it not been for my old servant Hiram, I should have by this time become quite convinced of my madness. But Hiram, loyal to the last, has held faith in me, and has done that which impels me to make public at least part of my story. A week ago he burst open the lock which chains the door of the tomb perpetually ajar, and descended with a lantern into the murky depths. On a slab in an alcove he found an old but empty coffin whose tarnished plate bears the single word: Jervas. In that coffin and in that vault they have promised me I shall be buried. ########## """QUERY: can you list the specifications of ibanez guitars?""" Consider the chat history for relevant information. Use all information included. Use as much tokens as needed. 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Lovecraft and does not contain information about guitar specifications. I am unable to access external websites or specific files online, including those related to Ibanez guitars. To find the specifications of Ibanez guitars, I recommend visiting the official Ibanez website or a reputable music gear retailer online. ==================================================