Obeying Dr. Clifton’s instrus, I spent two days in bed, eating and sleeping and reading Sherloes. I fess I overdosed on my prescribed treatment, gulping dowory after another. Before the end of the sed day Judith had been down to the library ached another volume of Doyle for me. She had grown suddenly kind toward me since my collapse. It was not the fact that she was sorry for me that altered her—though she was sorry— but the fact that now Emmeline’s presence was no longer a secret in the house, she was at liberty to let her natural sympathies govern her exges with me, instead of maintaining a stantly guarded facade.
‘And has she never said anything about the thirteenth tale?“ she asked me wistfully one day.
‘Not a word. And to you?“
She shook her head. “Never. It’s strange, isn’t it, after all she’s written, that the most famous story of all is ohat might not eve, just think, she could probably publish a book with all the stories missing an……（内容加载失败！）
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