You will be there to meet it in precisely the right spot and in precisely the right moment. Quite elementary.â In a mood such as this, Holmes could be unbearable.
I dispatched the ball again in Holmesâ direction. âTake me back to the very start,â I said, as he sent it back with topspin. âHow did you know that access to Chatburnâs place could be gained from the roof?â
âAt first this threw me,â my friend confessed. âI saw no obvious ladder or steps and the door to the attic itself from the inside was perfectly secure; three separate locks you will have noticed. On our exit, therefore, I examined the walls again and noticed the tell-tale marks of black rubber plimsolls, the kind favoured by university climbers. I wagered that these belonged to Snitterton, whom we know attended Kingâs College, Cambridge as an undergraduate and no doubt was one of the infamous night climbers.â I retrieved the ball from the floor.
âDo you make that five nil, Watson?â
I grunted my acquiescence.
âThat took us, after a little investigation, you will remember, inside the attic room. Chatburnâs minutes provided the date, time and venue of the next meeting. If I had found the minutes, then I deduced that the previous intruder had also seen them and planned to eavesdrop in the same way.â
âBut werenât we taking a colossal risk being in the same room as this brute?â I asked.
âA small risk perhaps,â admitted Holmes, âbut it was too valuable an opportunity for Snitterton to listen to the societyâs plans to reveal himself with all of them in the room.â
âHe must have breathed an almighty sigh of relief when we chose alternative hiding places.â
âI deliberately steered you away from him, having divined his presence moments after arriving in the attic room. I saw the indentations in the rug leading to the cabinet corroborated by the smell of Dr Coxâs Antiseptic and Liniment, an animal medicine.â
âExtraordinary,â I murmured, marveling at my friendâs audacity. âSo what have we learnt?â
âA great deal Watson,â Holmes declared as another ball sailed past me.
âI must confess I am rather at a loss,â I admitted âSo much so that I am hardly sure now who our client is.â
Holmes laid down his paddle and retrieved his stash of tobacco from his Persian slipper.
âLet us consider the facts.â He settled himself into his tall backed chair and began to prepare his pipe with delicate expertise, much as a skilled fishmonger might dress a fresh piece of fish. âChatburn came to see us on Tuesday morning, fearful of his old associate Snitterton, who it appears has recently returned to England.â
âAnd he was counterfeiting his distress?â
âI believe that at the time his fear was genuine. However we now know that Chatburn was in fact the rival, going under the name Jack Brace. Chatburn is the name he uses here.â
âIndeed, it is emblazed above his door,â I put in.
âIndeed, Watson.â
âHe employed me to find Snitterton in an attempt to remove the threat.â
âThe threat to what?â
âTo his lives; to all their lives. Snitterton will clearly stop at nothing until he has the eight ruby elephants in his possession.â
âWell we stumbled upon Snitterton sooner than we expected,â I exclaimed. âIt is just a pity we didnât hang on to him. Perhaps we should have interrogated him before throwing him around the room.â
âI fear the circumstances provided me with no other option. And besides, we have all the information we require.â
âWhatever do you mean, Holmes!â
âWell, for one, we have an excellent idea where we shall find Snitterton and his whimsically named Order of the Sapphire Butterfly.â
âPray tell, Holmes!â
Holmes lay back and