"I know; people will not forget the unfortunate shape of my nose."
"You were up and down the museum for hours. He must know your face like a book."
"It can't be helped, I shall keep out of sight as much as possible whenever he is around. I am an expert workman in the line wanted. I understand my trade, and he will see that I do and doubt his eyes rather than stretch probabilities to the point of connecting me with the Force. Besides, I get quite another expression when my hands get in touch with the wood; and I can look a man in the eye, if I have to, without a quiver of self-consciousness. His will drop before mine will."
"Your name as carpenter?"
"Jacob Shott. It's the name by which Holmes already knows me."
"Well, well, the game may be worth the candle. You can soon tell. I will keep you posted."
The rest was business with which we need not concern ourselves.