A Memoir of a Short Leave in the War

I had spent the last year and a half on a ranch in the Argentine. I proposed to take him completely by surprise. My last letter from the Argentine had given him no hint of my intended voyage. He, I knew, was not likely to be far from his headquarters. The time in his cases had drawn him from one end of England to the other. No longer would he allow one case to absorb all his time. Hercule, Perot's, methods are his own, order, and met them, and the little gray cells. We leave that to Dura and his friends.