'Oh, I see,' replied the constable. 'Well, gentlemen, good morning to you, and merry Christmas.'
'The same to you, constable. Just lend a hand, will you?'
The officer of the law helped each of the men up to the level of the road.
As Doyle drove away from the ill-omened spot he said:—
'Thus have we disposed of poor Holmes in the busiest spot on earth, where no one will ever think of looking for him, and we've put him away without even a Christmas box around him. We have buried him for ever in the Strand.'