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THE ADVENTURE OF BLACK PETER-4
The seaman lurched across the room and took up the pen. “Shall I sign here?” he asked, stooping over the table. Holmes leaned over his shoulder and passed both hands over his neck. “This will do,” said he. I heard a click of steel and a bellow like an enraged bull. The next instant Holmes and the seaman were rolling on the ground together. He was a man of such gigantic strength that, even with the handcuffs which Holmes had so deftly fastened upon his wrists, he would have very quickly overpowered my friend had Hopkins and I not rushed to his rescue. Only when I pressed the cold muzzle of the revolver to his temple did he at last understand that resistance was vain. We lashed his ankles with cord, and rose breathless from the struggle. “I must really apologize, Hopkins,” said Sherlock
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