So tomorrow we disappear into the unknown. This account I am transmitting down the river by canoe, and it may be our last word to those who are interested in our fate.

Some people's affability is more deadly than the violence of coarser souls.

'There's no need for fiction in medicine,' remarks Foster... 'for the facts will always beat anything you fancy.'

Some facts should be suppressed, or, at least, a just sense of proportion should be observed in treating them.

Oh how I've missed you, Holmes.

There was a brisk northern wind, heavy and wet with the salt of the sea, and he felt, as he turned his face to it, fresh life and strength surging in his blood and bracing his limbs.

Streams may spring from one source, and yet some be clear and some be foul.