I ran to her and threw my arms round her, but at that moment her knees seemed to give way and she fell to the ground.
She writhed as one who is in terrible pain, and her limbs were dreadfully convulsed.

At first I thought that she had not recognised me, but as I bent over her she suddenly shrieked out in a voice which I shall never forget, 'Oh, my God! Helen! It was the band! The speckled band!' There was something else which she would fain have said, and she stabbed with her finger into the air in the direction of the doctor's room, but a fresh convulsion seized her and choked her words.

I rushed out, calling loudly for my stepfather, and I met him hastening from his room in his dressing-gown.

When he reached my sister's side she was unconscious, and though he poured brandy down her throat and sent for medical aid from the village, all efforts were in vain, for she slowly sank and died without having recovered her consciousness.

Such was the dreadful end of my beloved sister." "One moment," said Holmes, "are you sure about this whistle and metallic sound?
Could you swear to it ?" "That was what the county coroner asked me at the inquiry.