The Sign of Four Page #5

And my brother and

I were much excited

as you could imagine

of the treasure that

my father had spoken

but try as we might

we couldn't find it.

It was maddened to think

that the hiding place

was on his very

lips when he died.

We could judge the

splendor of the riches

by the chaplet, which

he had taken out.

The pearls were

evidently of great value,

and my brother was averse

to part with them,

for, between friends,

he was a little inclined

to my father's fault.

And it was all I could

do was to persuade him

to allow me to

send Miss Morstan

a detached pearl at

regular intervals

so that she would

not feel destitute.

It was a kindly thought.

No it was very

good of you.

We were your trustees

that was the way

I looked at it,

although my brother

did not altogether

see it in that light.

We had plenty of

money ourselves.

It would have been

in such bad taste

to have treated

a young lady

in so scurvy a fashion.

Yesterday an event

of extreme

importance occurred.

We, found of

the treasure.

Hence my instant communication

to you Miss Morstan.

Now all we have to do

is to drive to Norwood

and claim our share.

We shall be expected,

if not entirely

welcome, visitors.

You have done well from

first to last Mr. Sholto.

My health is

somewhat fragile.

I am compelled to

be a valetudinarian.

Please?

We dug up every

inch of the garden

without discovering

anything.

Brother Bartholomew is

such a clever fellow.

Do you know how

he found out

where the treasure was?

Tell me.

He made measurements

everywhere,

all along the top,

along the side, inside

and he found out

he was 4 foot

out at the top.

We found our father

made a false room

So he smashed through

the lath and the plaster

and there was the

treasure chest

lying across the rafters.

He has computed the

value of the treasure

to be more than one

half million sterling.

[scream]

It's Mrs. Bernstone.

Mrs. Bernstone is the

only lady in the house

wait here.

Oh, Mr. Thaddeus I'm

so glad you've come!

I'm so glad

you've come, sir!

What a strange place!

It looks as if all

the moles in England

have been let

loose in it.

There's something

amiss with Bartholomew

Into the house!

bless your

sweet, calm face.

Oh, but I have been

sorely tried this day.

How Mrs. Bernstone?

Mr. Bartholomew shut

himself in his room

and I can't get a

word out of him.

His bed hasn't

been slept in

and he hasn't been

down for any food.

I dare not disturb

him at his work.

You know what he's like

when it's his work.

Look after her

Miss Morstan.

There, there do

try to calm down.

Look I'm sure everything

will be all right.

I do hope your right Miss.

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