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A CLUE.

"There," said Sherlock Holmes, "sits the loneliest man in the world. unmarried, unloved; no brothers or sisters, no little children to call him uncle; not even a landlady's child to smile at his'return." "Wonderful," gasped Dr. Watson. "How do you know all this?" "Elementary, my dear Watson," replied the great detective; "he opened a packet of cigarettes and threw the picture card away!".

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Evening Post, Volume CVIII, Issue 108, 2 November 1929, Page 21

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A CLUE. Evening Post, Volume CVIII, Issue 108, 2 November 1929, Page 21

A CLUE. Evening Post, Volume CVIII, Issue 108, 2 November 1929, Page 21