? ? ? ? "When did he say this?"
? ? ? ? "When he left me."
? ? ? ? "Did he say anything more?"
? ? ? ? "He mentioned his name."
? ? ? ? Holmes cast a swift glance of triumph at me. "Oh, he mentioned his name, did he? That was imprudent. What was the name that he mentioned?"
? ? ? ? "His name," said the cabman, "was Mr. Sherlock Holmes."
? ? ? ? Never have I seen my friend more completely taken aback than by the cabman's reply. For an instant he sat in silent amazement. Then he burst into a hearty laugh.
? ? ? ? "A touch, Watson -- an undeniable touch!" said he. "I feel a foil as quick and supple as my own. He got home upon me very prettily that time. So his name was Sherlock Holmes, was it?"
? ? ? ? "Yes, sir, that was the gentleman's name."
? ? ? ? "Excellent! Tell me where you picked him up and all that occurred."
? ? ? ? "He hailed me at half-past nine in Trafalgar Square. He said that he was a detective, and he offered me two guineas if I would do exactly what he wanted all day and ask no questions. I was glad enough to agree. First we drove down to the Northumberland Hotel and waited there until two gentlemen came out and took a cab from the rank.
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