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Act IV.]
SHERLOCK HOLMES.
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Parsons. This way, sir, if you please.

Prince. I consider that you've treated me damned outrageous, that's wot I do, and yo won't hear the last of this very soon.

Parson (approaching him). Come, none o' that now. (Takes Prince by the arm.)

Prince (as he walks toward door with Parsons, turns head back and speaks over his shoulder, shouting out in his natural voice). Yer call yerself a doctor an' treats sick people as comes to see yer this 'ere way. (Exits with Parsons and continues talking until slam of door outside.) Yer call yerself a doctor! A bloomin' foine doctor you are! (Etc.)

(Parson has forced Prince out by the arm at door R. during foregoing speech. Door closes after Prince R. Sound of outside door closing follows shortly, outside R. Watson, after short pause, looks round room, not observing that window shades are up. He rings bell. Enter Parsons at door R.)

Watson (rises and gathers up a few things as if to go). I shall be at Mr. Holmes' in Baker Steeet. If there's anything special, you'll know where to send for me. The appointment was for nine. (Looks at watch.) It's fifteen minutes past eight now—I'm going to walk over.

Parsons. Very well, sir.

(Bell of outside door rings. Parsons looks at Watson, who shakes his head.)

Watson. No. I won't see any more to-night. They must go to Doctor Anstruther.

Parsons. Yes, sir. (He starts towards door R. to answer bell.)

(Watson looks L. and sees blinds up.)

Watson. Parsons! (Parsons turns.) Why arent those blinds down?

Parsons. They was down a few minutes ago, sir!

Watson. That's strange! Well, you'd better pull them down now.

Parsons. Yes, sir.

(Bell rings twice as Parsons pulls second blind down. He exits R. to answer bell. Pause. Then enter Parson at door R. in a peculiar manner.)

If you please, sir, it isn't a patient at all, sir.

Watson. Well, what is it?

Parsons. A lady, sir—(Watson looks up)—and she wants to see you most particular, sir!

Watson. What does she want to see me about?

Parsons. She didn't say, sir. Only she said it was of the hutmost himportance to 'er, if you could see 'er, sir.