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Yazar: Arthur Conan Doyle

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Square, too, quite unusual boots! They come, they go, they come
again-of course that was for the cloak. Now where did they come
from?" He ran up and down, sometimes losing, sometimes finding
the track until we were well within the edge of the wood and
under the shadow of a great beech, the largest tree in the
neighbourhood. Holmes traced his way to the farther side of this
and lay down once more upon his face with a little cry of
satisfaction. For a long time he remained there, turning over the
leaves and dried sticks, gathering up what seemed to me to be
dust into an envelope and examining with his lens not only the
ground but even the bark of the tree as far as he could reach. A
jagged stone was lying among the moss, and this also he carefully
examined and retained. Then he followed a pathway through the
wood until he came to the high road, where all traces were lost.

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