long　November　evening　I　waited；　filled　with　impatience　for　his

return。 At　last；　shortly　after　nine　o'clock；　there　arrived　a

messenger　with　a　note：

Am　dining　at　Goldini's　Restaurant；　Gloucester　Road；　Kensington。

Please　e　at　once　and　join　me　there。 Bring　with　you　a　jemmy；　a

dark　lantern；　a　chisel；　and　a　revolver。

S。H。

It　ent　for　a　respectable　citizen　to　carry

through　the　dim；　fog…draped　streets。 I　stowed　them　all

discreetly　away　in　my　overcoat　and　drove　straight　to　the　address

given。 There　sat　my　friend　at　a　little　round　table　near　the　door

of　the　garish　Italian　restaurant。

〃Have　you　had　something　to　eat？ Then　join　me　in　a　coffee　and

curacao。 Try　one　of　the　proprietor's　cigars。 They　are　less

poisonous　than　one　would　expect。 Have　you　the　tools？〃

〃They　are　here；　in　my　overcoat。〃

〃Excellent。 Let　me　give　you　a　short　sketch　of　what　I　have　done；

with　some　indication　of　what　we　are　about　to　do。 Now　it　must　be

evident　to　you；　Watson；　that　this　young　man's　body　was　PLACED　on

the　roof　of　the　train。 That　was　clear　from　the　instant　that　I

determined　the　fact　that　it　was　from　the　roof；　and　not　from　a

carriage；　that　he　had　fallen。〃

〃Could　it　not　have　been　dropped　from　a　bridge？〃

〃I　should　say　it　was　impossible。 If　you　examine　the　roofs　you

will　find　that　they　are　slightly　rounded；　and　there　is　no　railing

round　them。 Therefore；　we　can　say　for　certain　that　young　Cadogan

West　was　placed　on　it。〃

〃How　could　he　be　placed　there？〃

〃That　was　the　question　which　we　had　to　answer。 There　is　only　one

possible　way。 You　are　aware　that　the　Underground　runs　clear　of

tunnels　a