What does Dr.James Mortimer, the man of science, ask of Sherlock Holmes, the specialist in crime?
Come in!" The appearance of our visitor was a surprise to me, since I had expected a typical country practitioner.

He was a very tall, thin man, with a long nose like a beak, which jutted out between two keen, gray eyes, set closely together and sparkling brightly from behind a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

He was clad in a professional but rather slovenly fashion, for his frock-coat was dingy and his trousers frayed.

Though young, his long back was already bowed, and he walked with a forward thrust of his head and a general air of peering benevolence.

As he entered his eyes fell upon the stick in Holmes's hand, and he ran towards it with an exclamation of joy.