ln a frenzy lest the secret of the treasure die with him, he runs the gauntlet of the guards, makes his way to the dying man's window, and is only deterred from entering by the presence of his two sons.
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Mad with hate, however, against the dead man, he enters the room that night, searches his private papers in the hope of discovering some memorandum relating to the treasure, and finally leaves a memento of his visit in the short inscription upon the card.
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He had doubtless planned beforehand that, should he slay the major, he would leave some such record upon the body as a sign that it was not a common murder but, from the point of view of the four associates, something in the nature of an act of justice.
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Whimsical and bizarre conceits of this kind are common enough in the annals of crime and usually afford valuable indications as to the criminal.
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Do you follow all this?"
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"Very clearly."
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"Now what could Jonathan Small do? He could only continue to keep a secret watch upon the efforts made to find the treasure.
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Possibly he leaves England and only comes back at intervals.
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Then comes the discovery of the garret, and he is instantly informed of it.
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We again trace the presence of some confederate in the household.
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Jonathan, with his wooden leg, is utterly unable to reach the lofty room of Bartholomew Sholto.
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He takes with him, however, a rather curious associate, who gets over this difficulty but dips his naked foot into creosote, whence come Toby, and a six-mile limp for a half-pay officer with a damaged tendo Achillis."
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"But it was the associate and not Jonathan who committed the crime."
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And rather to Jonathan's disgust, to judge by the way he stamped about when he got into the room.
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He bore no grudge against Bartholomew Sholto and would have preferred if he could have been simply bound and gagged.
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He did not wish to put his head in a halter.
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There was no help for it, however: the savage instincts of his companion had broken out, and the poison had done its work: so Jonathan Small left his record, lowered the treasure-box to the ground, and followed it himself.
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That was the train of events as far as I can decipher them.
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Of course, as to his personal appearance, he must be middle-aged and must be sunburned after serving his time in such an oven as the Andamans.
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His height is readily calculated from the length of his stride, and we know that he was bearded.
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His hairiness was the one point which impressed itself upon Thaddeus Sholto when he saw him at the window.
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I don't know that there is anything else."
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"The associate?"
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"Ah, well, there is no great mystery in that.
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