I think that I have touched bottom at last, however.

This note I had this morning marks my zero-point, I fancy.

Read it!" He tossed a crumpled letter across to me.
It was dated from Montague Place upon the preceding evening, and ran thus: "DEAR MR.

HOLMES:--I am very anxious to consult you as to whether I should or should not accept a situation which has been offered to me as governess.

I shall call at half-past ten to-morrow if I do not inconvenience you.