On being asked where this old shipmate lived, he was unable to give any satisfactory reply.

I think the whole case fits together uncommonly well.

What amuses me is to think of Lestrade, who had started off upon the wrong scent.

I am afraid he won't make much of [15] Why, by Jove, here's the very man himself!" It was indeed Lestrade, who had ascended the stairs while we were talking, and who now entered the room.

The assurance and jauntiness which generally marked his demeanour and dress were, however, wanting.
His face was disturbed and troubled, while his clothes were disarranged and untidy.