“Where’s Boswell? He ought to get that anecdote,” said Johnson.
“I’ve locked him up in the library,” said Holmes. “He’s in charge of the log, and as I have a pretty good general idea as to what is about to happen, I have mapped out a skeleton of the plot and set him to work writing it up.” Here the detective gave a sudden start, placed his hand to his ear, listened intently for an instant, and, taking out his watch and glancing at it, added, quietly, “In three minutes Shem will be in here to announce a discovery, and one of great importance, I judge, from the squeak.”
The assemblage gazed earnestly at Holmes for a moment.
“The squeak?” queried Raleigh.
“Precisely,” said Holmes. “The squeak is what I said, and as I always say what I mean, it follows logically that I meant what I said.”
“I heard no squeak,” observed Dr. Johnson; “and, furthermore, I fail to see how a squeak, if I had heard it, would have portended a discovery of importance.”
“It would not—to you,” said Holmes; “but with me it is different. My hearing is unusually acute. I can hear the dropping of a pin through a stone wall ten feet thick; any sound within a mile of my eardrum vibrates thereon with an intensity which would surprise you, and it is by the use of cocaine that I have acquired this wonderfully acute sense. A property which dulls the senses of most people renders mine doubly apprehensive; therefore, gentlemen, while to you there was no auricular disturbance, to me there was. I heard Shem sliding down the mast a minute since. The fact that he slid down the mast instead of climbing down the rigging showed that he was in great haste, therefore he must have something to communicate of great importance.”
“Why isn’t he here already, then? It wouldn’t take him two minutes to get from the deck here,” asked the ever-auspicious Le Coq.
“It is simple,” returned Holmes, calmly. “If you will go yourself and slide down that mast you will see. Shem has stopped for a little witch-hazel to soothe his burns. It is no cool matter sliding down a mast two hundred feet in height.”
As Sherlock Holmes spoke the door burst open and Shem rushed in.