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26         ADVENTURES OF SHERLOCK HOLMES
          " Irene Adler is married," remarked Holmes.
          "Married!  When?"
          " Yesterday."
          " But to whom ?"
          " To an English lawyer named Norton."
          " But she could not love him ?"
          " I am in hopes that she does."
          " And why in hopes ?"
          " Because it would spare your Majesty all fear of future an-
        noyance.  If the lady loves her husband, she does not love
        your Majesty.  If she does not love your Majesty, there is no
        reason why she should interfere with your Majesty's plan."
                      And yet—
          " It  is  true.        Well  !  I wish she had been of
        my own station  ! What a queen she would have made !"  He
        relapsed into a moody silence, which was not broken until we
        drew up in Serpentine Avenue.
          The door of Briony Lodge was open, and an elderly woman
        stood upon the steps.  She watched us with a sardonic eye
        as we stepped from the brougham.
          " Mr. Sherlock Holmes, I believe ?" said she.
          " I am Mr. Holmes," answered my companion, looking at
        her with a questioning and rather startled gaze.
          " Indeed  ! My mistress told me that you were likely to call.
        She left this morning with her husband by the 5.15 train from
        Charing Cross for the Continent."
          " What  !"  Sherlock Holmes staggered back, white with
        chagrin and surprise.  " Do you mean that she has left Eng-
        land ?"
         " Never to return."
         " And the papers .?" asked the King, hoarsely.  "All is lost."
         "We shall see."  He pushed past the servant and rushed
       into the drawing-room, followed by the King and myself. The
       furniture was scattered about in every direction, with disman-
       tled shelves and open drawers, as  if the lady had hurriedly
       ransacked them before her flight.  Holmes rushed  at the
       bell-pull, tore back a small sliding shutter, and, plunging in his
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