"But this is nothing--nothing! It is my mind and soul that he has tortured and defiled.

I could endure it all, ill-usage, solitude, a life of deception, everything, as long as I could still cling to the hope that I had his love, but now I know that in this also I have been his dupe and his tool." She broke into passionate sobbing as she spoke.
"You bear him no good will, madam," said Holmes.

"Tell us then where we shall find him.

If you have ever aided him in evil, help us now and so atone." "There is but one place where he can have fled," she answered.

"There is an old tin mine on an island in the heart of the mire.