It was a very long street of two-story brick houses, neat and prim, with whitened stone steps and little groups of aproned women gossiping at the doors.
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Halfway down, Lestrade stopped and tapped at a door, which was opened by a small servant girl.
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Miss Cushing was sitting in the front room, into which we were ushered.
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She was a placid-faced woman, with large, gentle eyes, and grizzled hair curving down over her temples on each side.
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A worked antimacassar lay upon her lap and a basket of coloured silks stood upon a stool beside her.
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"They are in the outhouse, those dreadful things," said she as Lestrade entered. "I wish that you would take them away altogether."
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"So I shall, Miss Cushing. I only kept them here until my friend, Mr. Holmes, should have seen them in your presence."
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"Why in my presence, sir?"
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"In case he wished to ask any questions."
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"What is the use of asking me questions when I tell you I know nothing whatever about it?"
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"Quite so, madam," said Holmes in his soothing way. "I have no doubt that you have been annoyed more than enough already over this business."
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"Indeed, I have, sir. I am a quiet woman and live a retired life. It is something new for me to see my name in the papers and to find the police in my house. I won't have those things in here, Mr. Lestrade. If you wish to see them you must go to the outhouse."
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It was a small shed in the narrow garden which ran behind the house.
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Lestrade went in and brought out a yellow cardboard box, with a piece of brown paper and some string.
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There was a bench at the end of the path, and we all sat down while Holmes examined, one by one, the articles which Lestrade had handed to him.
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"The string is exceedingly interesting," he remarked, holding it up to the light and sniffing at it. "What do you make of this string, Lestrade?"
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"It has been tarred."
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"Precisely. It is a piece of tarred twine. You have also, no doubt, remarked that Miss Cushing has cut the cord with a scissors, as can be seen by the double fray on each side. This is of importance."
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"I cannot see the importance," said Lestrade.
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"The importance lies in the fact that the knot is left intact, and that this knot is of a peculiar character."
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"It is very neatly tied. I had already made a note to that effect," said Lestrade complacently.
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"So much for the string, then," said Holmes, smiling, "now for the box wrapper.
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Brown paper, with a distinct smell of coffee.
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What, did you not observe it? I think there can be no doubt of it.
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Address printed in rather straggling characters: 'Miss S.
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