? ? ? ? "I have nothing in the world against you, my good man," said Holmes. "On the contrary, I have half a sovereign for you if you will give me a clear answer to my questions."
? ? ? ? "Well, I've had a good day and no mistake," said the cabman with a grin. "What was it you wanted to ask, sir?"
? ? ? ? "First of all your name and address, in case I want you again."
? ? ? ? "John Clayton, 3 Turpey Street, the Borough. My cab is out of Shipley's Yard, near Waterloo Station."
? ? ? ? Sherlock Holmes made a note of it.
? ? ? ? "Now, Clayton, tell me all about the fare who came and watched this house at ten o'clock this morning and afterwards followed the two gentlemen down Regent Street."
? ? ? ? The man looked surprised and a little embarrassed. "Why there's no good my telling you things, for you seem to know as much as I do already," said he. "The truth is that the gentleman told me that he was a detective and that I was to say nothing about him to anyone."
? ? ? ? "My good fellow; this is a very serious business, and you may find yourself in a pretty bad position if you try to hide anything from me. You say that your fare told you that he was a detective?"
? ? ? ? "Yes, he did.
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