What do you make of this fellow's scribble?'
'It is legible and regular,' I answered. 'A man of business habits and some force of character.'
Holmes shook his head.
'Look at his long letters,' he said. 'They hardly rise above the common herd. That d might be an a, and that l an e. Men of character always differentiate their long letters, however illegibly they may write. There is vacillation in his k's and self-esteem in his capitals. I am going out now. I have some few references to make. Let me recommend this book—one of the most remarkable ever penned. It is Winwood Reade's "Martyrdom of Man." I shall be back in an hour.'
I sat in the window with the volume in my hand, but my thoughts were far from the daring speculations of the writer. My mind ran upon our late visitor—her smiles, the
