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Page 109
"You have hopes of solving it?"
"Well, knowing as much as we do, it will be singular
indeed if we fail to discover the rest. You must
yourself have formed some theory which will explain
the facts to which we have listened."
"In a vague way, yes."
"What was your idea, then?"
"It seemed to me to be obvious that this Greek girl
had been carried off by the young Englishman named
Harold Latimer."
"Carried off from where?"
"Athens, perhaps."
Sherlock Holmes shook his head. "This young man could
not talk a word of Greek. The lady could talk English
fairly well. Inference--that she had been in England
some little time, but he had not been in Greece."
"Well, then, we will presume that she had come on a
visit to England, and that this Harold had persuaded
her to fly with him."
"That is more probable."
"Then the brother--for that, I fancy, must be the
relationship--comes over from Greece to interfere. He
imprudently puts himself into the power of the young
man and his older associate. They seize him and use
violence towards him in order to make him sign some
papers to make over the girl's fortune--of which he
may be trustee--to them. This he refuses to do. In
order to negotiate with him they have to get an
interpreter, and they pitch upon this Mr. Melas,
having used some other one before. The girl is not
told of the arrival of her brother, and finds it out
by the merest accident."
"Excellent, Watson!" cried Holmes. "I really fancy
that you are not far from the truth. You see that we
hold all the cards, and we have only to fear some
sudden act of violence on their part. If they give us
time we must have them."
"But how can we find where this house lies?"
"Well, if our conjecture is correct and the girl's
name is or was Sophy Kratides, we should have no
difficulty in tracing her. That must be our main
hope, for the brother is, of course, a complete
stranger. It is clear that some time has elapsed
since this Harold established these relations with the
girl--some weeks, at any rate--since the brother in
Greece has had time to hear of it and come across. If
they have been living in the same place during this
time, it is probable that we shall have some answer to
Mycroft's advertisement."
We had reached our house in Baker Street while we had
been talking. Holmes ascended the stair first, and as
he opened the door of our room he gave a start of
surprise. Looking over his shoulder, I was equally
astonished. His brother Mycroft was sitting smoking
in the arm-chair.
"Come in, Sherlock! Come in, sir," said he blandly,
smiling at our surprised faces. "You don't expect
such energy from me, do you, Sherlock? But somehow
this case attracts me."
"How did you get here?"
"I passed you in a hansom."
"There has been some new development?"
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