? ? ? ? "This very door," said Holmes.
? ? ? ? "Well, I couldn't be sure of that, but I dare say my fare knew all about it. We pulled up halfway down the street and waited an hour and a half. Then the two gentlemen passed us, walking, and we followed down Baker Street and along --"
? ? ? ? "I know," said Holmes.
? ? ? ? "Until we got three-quarters down Regent Street. Then my gentleman threw up the trap, and he cried that I should drive right away to Waterloo Station as hard as I could go. I whipped up the mare and we were there under the ten minutes. Then he paid up his two guineas, like a good one, and away he went into the station. Only just as he was leaving he turned round and he said: 'It might interest you to know that you have been driving Mr. Sherlock Holmes.' That's how I come to know the name."
? ? ? ? "I see. And you saw no more of him?"
? ? ? ? "Not after he went into the station."
? ? ? ? "And how would you describe Mr. Sherlock Holmes?"
? ? ? ? The cabman scratched his head. "Well, he wasn't altogether such an easy gentleman to describe. I'd put him at forty years of age, and he was of a middle height, two or three inches shorter than you, sir.
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