In
September
1887
my
wife
was
some
of
her
family
,
so
I
was
with
my
old
friend
Sherlock
Holmes
in
Baker
Street
.
It
was
a
windy
,
evening
,
and
the
rain
was
falling
heavily
outside
.
Suddenly
there
was
a
at
the
door
.
I
looked
at
my
friend
in
.
'Who
can
this
be
?
'
I
asked
.
'If
he
comes
on
in
this
weather
,
it's
important
,
'
said
Sherlock
Holmes
.
'Come
in
!
'
he
called
.
A
young
man
came
in
.
He
looked
,
tired
and
worried
.
'I've
come
to
ask
for
help
,
'
he
said
.
'I've
heard
of
you
,
Mr
Holmes
.
People
say
you
know
.
I
don't
know
what
to
do
.
'
'Well
,
sit
down
,
'
said
Holmes
,
'and
tell
me
about
.
'
The
young
man
sat
down
,
and
put
his
wet
near
the
fire
.
'My
name
is
John
Openshaw
.
My
father
,
Joseph
,
had
a
brother
,
my
uncle
Elias
,
who
went
to
live
in
America
when
he
was
young
.
He
made
a
lot
of
there
.
He
didn't
like
the
black
Americans
,
so
during
the
Civil
War
he
fought
against
the
men
from
the
North
,
and
with
those
from
the
South
.
But
when
the
South
the
war
,
and
there
was
equality
for
black
people
,
Uncle
Elias
left
America
.
So
in
1869
he
came
back
to
England
and
went
to
live
in
a
house
in
the
country
.
He
was
a
strange
,
unhappy
man
.
'He
did
not
want
any
,
'
John
Openshaw
went
on
,
'and
he
often
drank
a
lot
.
But
he
liked
me
,
and
when
I
was
twelve
,
I
moved
to
Uncle
Elias's
house
.
He
was
very
kind
to
me
.
I
could
go
in
the
house
.
But
there
was
one
small
room
at
the
top
of
the
house
which
was
always
.
Nobody
could
go
into
this
room
.
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